Chapter 239

“Will I be wearing boots to the keepers’ compound?” I asked grinning. “They should look wonderful with my ornamentation.”

“You don’t need boots at the keepers,” Kein informed me continuing to focus on his meal.

I closed my eyes and counted to ten. They were being so evasive and frustrating.

“It isn’t time to sleep,” Evan informed me.

“I’m not sleeping,” I said as politely as I could. “I’m trying not to lose my temper. I don’t understand why you bought me boots.”

“We bought you a shirt and pants as well,” Christof said. “When we teach you to use your sword you should be dressed appropriately.”

The men continued to eat like they hadn’t said anything odd. This had been on their minds long enough it no longer sounded strange. To me, it sounded like they had lost their minds.

“Why will I be learning to use a sword?” I asked.

“Everyone in the family knows how to use a sword,” Bane said, “except you. We don’t like that. You will learn to figh