Bang!
The mood was interrupted as Magnus lifted me up quickly to balance me.
I turned to see Dorian at the door. His gaze hardened as he frowned, looking from Magnus to me. “What’s going on here?”
I was stunned by his sudden appearance at the door, I shifted away from Magnus as if he was on fire and he had just burned me.
"I, um, not—" I stammered, feeling the weight of the situation. How do I explain this? I mean…it's not as if I was doing anything bad, right?
Magnus laughed, a carefree sound that filled the tense air, he dust his dark jacket as if there was any dust on it. “Well if it isn't the guard. Fear not, I'm just here doing my job. Well, technically my bro—"
"You shouldn't be here," Dorian cut him off, his voice firm. "She's married to the king. You shouldn't be in her room
