"Fuck you!" she retorted and the corner of my mouth twitched.
Even though Crista and I were best friends, we were quite different from each other. I was shy but she was outspoken and outgoing. I couldn't fight but she could hold her own against one or two people. She had protected me a lot of times, mostly from some of the bandits that came to our village, and if she had been with me yesterday, I definitely wouldn't have gotten kidnapped.
It was quite funny that she was always the one protecting me when it was supposed to be the other way around.
"We told her we had her friend but she didn't want to come," another man said and she sneered at him.
"I thought it was Valack," she replied and I squeezed her shoulder a little bit to signal her to keep quiet.
"Why would the prince of the Northern Kingdom send men to get you?" Ragnar asked with furrowed brows as he came to a stop next to us and Milan moved to his brother's side.
*Crap.*