Talon stood there even as Deli unsteadily walked slowly over to him with a very displeased expression on her face.
“Why…why are you standing in front of my house?” she half screamed at him.
The looks on the faces of the servants around him could only be described as frightfully shocking as they all seemed to look straight at the obviously angry face of their boss, while already sending flowers for Deli’s burial in their heads.
But Deli had only just opened her mouth again to continue speaking in the loud voice she had been using when Talon grabbed her hands and pulled her away from the entrance where they stood all the way upstairs to his own private space.
Away from the intense looks of the servants who seemed to be passing even more frequently than they usually did at out.
On gettin
