“Isuppose what I’m doing here doesn’t matter anymore.”
“Fair warning though, your grandfather will be over for tea in twenty minutes. I suggest you make sure all of this is hidden.”
“You’re not mad I’m playing with knives?” Vendetta asked awkwardly, rushing up to the human shaped cut out. “Grandfather is coming? Oh, boy.” She sighed and pulled the many knives out of the board, clutching them all by the handles tightly in her hand. “May I put this in your room for now? I’ll find a better place to keep my stuff after he leaves. I don’t think I have time to look now.”
