Edrand.
In the grand parlor of the tower, sat Edrand on an overstuffed chair. His head rested over the headrest while he spread his body, waiting for the healer to come and examine him.
The sun filtered in through the large windows, illuminating the place. He finally woke up today and when he asked Mascus, his servant, the male confirmed Edrand had been unconscious for a week.
A whole week!
Nothing embittered him more than the fact that the female was the one that made him so unconscious for such a long time.
If it was a male that did such to him, Edrand wouldn’t mind but it was a f*****g piece of cunt! He growled in his mind.
Oh, he remembered too well how it all started. He was the one that spiked her water just to punish her but things took a turn and she pushed him into the
