Chapter 27

“Captain, you’re going to be the death of me. I always thought you were a little too stubborn, and I wondered why you drew such hard lines with everyone, but I never dreamed you were this much of a blockhead.” After dragging Celia back from death’s door, Schulla expressed the terror that had nearly stopped her own heart by talking without pause. “From now on, I’m not trusting that calm face of yours,” Schulla continued. “Your expression never changes. You look like a plaster statue. Normal people show it when they’re in pain, you know? But you walked all the way home pretending you were fine, and look at you now. It’s a miracle you didn’t pass out halfway here.