Jealousy wrecked the atmosphere. As a slightly tensed Xanthus tried to keep the crowd from entering way into the bedroom door, he felt miserable on noticing the kin catch up near Xeron, nothing less making anything easier when someone special sat close to him. A bit too close.
"You okay?"
The answer brought forward a nod. A curt nod, as if to say he wasn't going to talk.
"Don't talk...Know it's been hard for you. Xenan did say so"
Those last words weren't meant to be taken. It was left there, to be engulfed by whoever, but not by the sick guy with a purple neck.
"Yoru neck is bleeding..."
The crowd lost it when they heard the statement. They crossed glares across her, the woman who had sat too close, and scoffed as to dismiss his matters, so she could take some of her own.
Her brea
