chills

sawyer grabbed his hand even tighter,

"I don't care about anything, I can make your daughter face hell for no reason, do not anger me I'll do anything you say do my work." said sawyer with utter dark eyes and a gripping look.

Christopher looked at him with fear, sawyer still held to the chills in his spine look, warning him through his eyes to which lengths he would go to accomplish his deed.

Carla clears the commotion and comes with the medical help,

they swiftly take his hand and treat it in a few minutes, the nurse takes her kit,

"nothing to worry about, it's just a minor scar it's huge and evident but not much deep, but still not much strain on the hand, I'll take your leave, sir." the nurse bows down to sawyer and leaves.

the dances and the other events keep going on at the swan ball,

three of them sit silently,

"dad, what happened?"

both sawyer and Christopher looked at each other.