"Can you not stay out of trouble for five seconds?" Ender whisper-shouts, gripping your wrist as he leads you through the winding trees.

He has to get you back to base camp, where he knows you will be safe under the protective barrier he had a warlock cast.

As soon as the tent doors flap shut, he's absolutely fuming. Ender promised to protect you; how could he do that when you throw yourself at the dragons that lurk right outside?

"Must you always put yourself in danger, beloved?"