Idristan starts violently at that voice, his eyes straining to see despite the blindfold. He was fairly sure he knew who it belonged to…
“It is not a lie!” he growls, his tone defensive. “And anyroad, even if it is you have no way of proving it. Nor is it truly any of your business,” he adds firmly. Not that that was likely to help, if he was correct in his assumptions.
“So you can take your advice and kindly go away. I’m fairly sure I’ve been clear about how I feel about you,” he finishes.