Iron Horse
"Are you angry at him?" Bailey asked, peering at her through understanding eyes.
"Angry?" she paused and stuffed the piece of cake into her mouth and smiled. "Mmh, delicious."
Angry? Prisana mulled it over as the stawberry cake distracted her for a moment. She could never be angry at her beast for long. At first, she was truly frutrated that he was still holding things back from her. Then, she realized her young heart was being impatient and now she was too embarrassed to go back home to apologize.
So here she was, accompanying Bailey so she didn't have to face the truths that showed her ugly side of wanting all of the beast without secrets, no matter how ugly they were to be.
"No, I'm only frustrated with both him and mostly, myself. I've thought about it and I should be the understanding wife. It's just difficult to think logically and control one's emotions all at once."