Chapter 64 – Teetering Edge
Ed's stare refocused only to the point of dumbstruck. He groped for words in the suffocating temperature as temper reared in his stomach. "Y-You don't know anything about us!" He fought the practiced instinct to palm the ground and transfigure a giant earthen fist to punch the younger man from his feet. No power simmered in his hands and he stood, nearly-vibrating, with the need to physically retaliate. "You don't know what it took to get back to her! What she means to me!"
Bran wasn't stupid. He recognized the rage before him – a few poorly-chosen words from exploding everywhere.