Ian listened to what was said. He'd said enough, more than enough really. The word coward probably stung more than any other word that was said. It indicated that there was not enough courage in the young man to face his enemy head on. Nothing could be father from the truth. Of course AJ was not Ian's enemy. None of these people in the carriage was his enemy. They were his classmates. Ian turned away from the others and pulled his hood over his head. He needed to be alone. He needed to collect his thoughts. Unfortunately, the only thought that now haunted him was the word coward. This time, he didn't even try to wipe the tears away. He was grateful when the carriage slowed and stopped. Before anyone could go, he thrust himself from the carriage toward the castle door, the great hall and his house table.