Her secret weapon

Eleanor turned away from him, sighing. Every time he talked about their relationship, he made it sound as if she was the reason everything had gone to shit. He was innocent, and she was just the dramatic one who kept blowing mountains out of nothing. “Why did you leave with that man?” he asked. “Was that what you’d been planning with him while he pretended to be an envoy from Darkfall?” She turned back to face him. “Does it matter? I’m back now, so why don’t you just forget about it?” He scoffed. “Forget about it?” His voice was rising, becoming angry. “He fought me in my own backyard and then took my wife, and you went with him, willingly. How dare you humiliate me like that? Who is he to you?” “I simply took a chance to do what I wanted,” Eleanor told him. “I wanted to go to Darkfall to get some medical training and gain skills that would be useful to our pack, but you chose to be unreasonable about it. He offered me a way out, did you want me to refuse? Do you intend to keep me lock