Katurian was determined not to lose his temper.

He raised himself up from the bed, extending his arms, feeling that tension, and then let himself down again, the mattress squeaking underneath. He had been afraid, at times, that Edward was deliberately keeping him chained. Holding him back. Drawing him close. Nothing tonight settled that fear.

"Why did you tell them that? Edward."

His voice was flat. He was trying for diplomatic.