~ 124: Brewing Trouble - Part 3 ~

I gulped down the ball of tension that had settled in my throat, turning around slowly and dreading having entered my room. I maintained a calm expression on my face, not letting the fear show through my coloured eyes.

It was rueful that I had to run only to end up being captured again in the worst way possible. I clenched my jaw, not knowing where else to run and what else to do except for tricking him out of the room and locking him out.

'That will be difficult,' I thought. 'He's too smart to fall for that.'

"Were I and Lady Lilith enough to provide entertainment for your eyes?" he asked, stepping from leaning on the closet and sauntering towards me.

"What are you trying to say, Sire?" I questioned innocently. "I don't think I understand."

'Since when was that lady there...' I started in my mind and faltered.