First it had been Amethyst knocking on the door that had interrupted my kiss with you, and now there was someone else knocking on the door right when... something was going on again between us.
I decided that whoever it was, could wait. Trying to figure out what had gone wrong with you was more important.
Unfortunately, the person at the door was not happy to wait.
Splinters flew across the room as the door was blasted to pieces by this uninvited guest.
You, as blood crazed as you were, stopped trying to get at my blood and instead scurried out of my grip and cowered in the corner behind the bed.
There was only one door in and out of the room and that was the door I was currently blocking with my long, serpentine body, so I decided it was probably safe for me to duck my head out to look at what disaster had decided to visit.
It was the boy, the one who'd stolen your sword.
