Go Sit At The Island

Alaina gasped as she watched the shirt slowly burn to a black color as it crinkled and wrinkled on itself as it burned completely.

"Why did you do that?" she gasped out turning to place her accusing eyes back on him. "It wasn't mine!" Alaina declared.

Ivar scoffed in reply, "I figured..."

He knew it wasn't hers then does he know whose it was? Is that why he did it? 

Without saying anything else Ivar walked away in the direction of where he kept Aria. She he was now going to her after getting what he wanted in return and Alaina didn't even bother to go after because she knew he wasn't going to let her in anyway. 

She watched the fire burn for a few minute before she heard the ear splitting noise that made her heart yelp out of her chest. It came from the direction of the room where Aria was in. it was a girl's scream.