"Just a troubled young man, nothing to be scared of." She encouraged herself.

Morwenna lunged forward with the agility of an athlete, grabbing the boy's wrist with a swift maneuver that left his fingers tingling and forced him to drop the knife. With the knife clattering to the floor, Morwenna swiftly pulled a curtain cord and tied the boy's hands together.

The boy was shocked. "What are you doing?"

Morwenna found a first aid kit in the room, dragged over a stool, and sat down in front of the boy to tend to his wounds.

The boy was furious and tried to resist.

"If you keep moving, I'll tie up your legs too," Morwenna said sternly.

"You wouldn't dare!"

Shortly thereafter, his legs were also bound.

"Jerk, don't touch me."

"How am I supposed to treat your wounds if I don't touch you?"

"Stop staring at me!"

and threw it over his head, covering his eyes. "There, now you can't see me

inability to see only made him

tied him up securely and threatened, "Keep quiet, or

probably realizing he

treated the cuts on

boy into

glared

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He didn't answer.

book on the desk and

"What are you trying

to teach you," Morwenna said earnestly. "Keep it down. It's tutoring time, and I

as a freak.

being paid. After all, she had professional standards

didn't impress during this trial session, she would lose

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