Samuel
Sam opened his mouth and no sound came out. Frustrated and alarmed he reached up to touch his throat then his lips; nothing felt out of place, but he still could not speak. He was about to tap Amalia and make it clear he was leaving, not wanting anything more to do with this...
When Amalia admitted what she would give for the Old Gods.
And she called him too devoted to the Voice?
Eyes wide, he found himself frozen in place, wanting to watch the rest of the conversation unfold despite himself. Hands in his lap he hoped he would be ignored and left alone if he stayed quiet and still.
Suppose I never ever met you
Suppose we never fell in love
