After Kira kicked me out of her room, I stood in front of the closed door, listening to her quiet sobs.

"This is all your fault," Ragnar hissed. 

"Don't start with me," I hissed back, just as angry. 

"If you'd listened to everything I told you from the beginning, this wouldn't be happening. But no. You just have to do stupid things. Every. Single. Time." 

I clenched my fists. "Listen, this is not the time, okay? Fine. You were right, I was wrong. Can we get past that now? Because it's enough that everyone in this damn castle seems to hate me, and Kira is mad at me. I don't...