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Rosalind's POV

River took me to our training spot but once we landed, he didn't let go of me immediately and it took everything in me not to cringe away from his touch when I recalled how he had placed that dagger to my throat so effortlessly.

Would we ever get back to where we had been in our friendship prior to that?

I had no idea but I desperately wanted to know.

River's dark eyes noticed my stiffness, now that I thought of it that was the only reason he would hold me so close.

He let go of me, his voice unbearably formal.

"What do you want to know?"

I swallowed around the lump in my throat.

"Was our friendship real or did Estella just make you do it?"

It seemed that I had surprised River for the second time that night.

"I thought that you would be more focused on magical questions.

I blushed slightly. For all my 'lack of interest' in magic, I was itching at the bit to try it out again but there were things more important than that.

Like friendships. Or at least I hoped tha