CHAPTER FORTY SEVEN

                         " We can attack them," Ryan says, his fingers tapping on the desk. 

       My jaw is already clenched, " Do you have a better suggestion?" We've gone through such situations many times. He knows I won't approve of it. My people are part of my family. I'll never risk their life. I'll prefer to be on the front line alone to spill my blood instead of them. That's not happening in any dream. I was hoping to meet him face to face this time. Bloody Coward! 

       "I know. You're worried about her," Arya says through FaceTime. 

       "Is he?" Ryan arches his brows with a small smirk. 

        I glare at him as I walk over to the desk. I still don't know. What has he told her in the kitchen? I could only guess from her face. We're brothers from other mothers bu