“NOBODY IS TOUCHING HER!" The loud command came as a roar silencing the whole crowd.
Everybody froze with their words on their tongues, stuck in their throats, some evens topped breathing as the man hit his fist on the arm of the chair, sending splinters flying. Blood started to trickle down, small rushed drops falling on the floor and staining the wooden chair as well.
Aeolian pushed himself up, chest rising and falling rapidly.
“If you need proof. You’ll have proof. Elanor will stay locked in my room with twenty-four-seven lookout. You’ll see she’s not the one attacking and hunting! I am done with your stupid blames and fears!” The man spat out bitterly, before dashing out of the room, leaving everyone staring after him. They have never witnessed such a rage from Aeolian. He had alw
