Tristan's Point Of View
I was terrified out of my frikkin mind. I couldn't stop trembling to save my life. Ferdinand carried me down stairs and to the lounge, looking troubled the whole time. I could feel all of their emotions washing over me in waves and it was becoming a bit too much.
"If you guys don't calm down, I can't calm down..." I murmured.
"Sorry..." They said in unison.
We got to the lounge door and I let out a heavy sigh. Once everyone had calmed down a bit Bellamy open the door.
"Well I will say this, those little dumplings are too adorable for words. You'd best mind your manners and be on your best behavior around them. I'd hate to have to rip your throat out Bennhayzin." Meahlene said pointedly.
"Haha! I'll be sure to keep that in mind ma'am." The man laughed deeply.
"Well I'll let you boys talk. Bellamy, don't look so grim, it sets a bad tone." Meahlene said, rubbing Bellamy's cheek.