Kylen
"Kylen?" An all too familiar voice said from behind me. Brielle.
What the f**k?
I stood up and dropped Alora's gown, her juices dripping off my mouth. Alora stepped behind me to comport herself.
"What do you want? And it's King Kylen to you, not just Kylen." I growled.
Brielle's attention was on Alora. She looked at her like she was only seeing her for the first time.
"What the heck do you want? Aren't you meant to be at home, nursing the punishment you got from trespassing?" I said calmly, that seemed to be the only thing that brought Brielle back to reality.
She knows it's not a good thing when I talk in a really calm voice. It only means I'm really pissed off which is not a good thing in any way.
And I'm more than pissed right now, being interrupted by someone as annoying
