"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!"

grabbed a large towel, and threw it over his head, covering his

inability to see only

and threatened, "Keep quiet, or I'll

quieted down, probably realizing he couldn't physically outmatch the woman

treated the cuts on his

textbook on the desk, pushed the boy into

glared at

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He didn't answer.

the book on the desk

to glare. "What are you trying to

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

eyes for the same disgust he saw in others, expecting to be viewed as a freak. But

all, she had professional standards to

she didn't impress during this

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