My Ranking Points
Diana was more than a little shocked to see Maesie wielding a weapon. Who would have thought? Truth be told she felt a little embarrassed. Here was her best friend, blonde, sweet, peaceful Maesie, skilled in combat while she Diana, who had been practically raised to be an assassin, could barely throw a knife. She flushed. She had never felt the need to learn how to fight. Her words, her persuasion, did all the fighting for her.
She was glad when Gabe changed the subject. “No,” she said quickly, “what about you?”