FREYA
A fire rope wraps around my waist and pulls me back harshly. Everything happened so fast that I don't even realize it. But when I look up, I am in Troy's arms.
“Are you crazy?” he shouts at me, his eyes full of fire, “You could have fallen down! It’s the fourth floor for god’s sake!”
“My leg slipped,” I tried to explain myself, however find it wildly uncomfortable since he doesn't let me go. The fire in his eyes seems to get stronger and stronger. And for a second there it reminds me of when Desmond’s eyes glow red. They are brothers after all…
He looks at me tensely, firmly and his grip on me tightens.
“Sir Delgar,” I call him but he does not give me any reaction. “Troy”, I try again carefully. The fire disappears, Yet his face leans closer to mine.
“I just saved your
