“Witchcraft and spells may not be your weapons of choice,’ he said softly, brushing my tense jaw with the back of his hand, ‘but you will learn to use them.’ The note of command was slight, but it was there. ‘Let’s find you something to eat. That always makes you more agreeable.’ ‘Are you managing me?’ I asked darkly. ‘You’ve just now noticed?’ He chuckled. ‘It’s been my full-time job for weeks.”