Keelion shot her a look.
She said, "I was beat up by him, and you never visited me, you never even touched me like you just did him. But now, I only slapped him and here you are running to his rescue."
"So what?" he was unbothered. "If that is all, get out of my office."
The man turned, walking off to take a seat in his office chair, legs crossed and head thrown back.
Althea fumed towards the wall and balled her fists so tightly her knuckles turned white. She slowly faced Keelion, questioning, "What are you going to do about him?"
"Nothing," he answered.
"W-what do you mean?" she asked. "He put his hands on me. I AM YOUR Luna for goddess's sake, Keelio—"
He shot her a freezing look, deadly enough that it would skin her alive if it could.
