I awoke with someone else in the bed again and turned to see it was Christine once again. Furious, I put a hand over her mouth. She awoke with a start as I grabbed her hair with my other hand.
“Don’t move or I’ll cut your hair off!” I threatened. She looked at me with wide eyes. “Why are you down here again? So help me if you torment him one more time—”
“Ma fille.” spoke Erik, who stood in the doorway, calm and composed. “Did I treat you as such with your first visits?”
I narrowed my eyes at him. “I earned my way down here for surviving your traps and being your little bird!”
He nodded in acknowledgement.
“Yes, and likewise Christine survived my rage, thus hasn’t she also earned her way down?”
“She wouldn’t have had to suffer your rage had she kept her hands to herself! I’v
