Test (1)

"Your blood, Lady Blackthorn."

"Thank you, Harold. What would we ever do without you?" Selene said, taking the glass from the tray Harold held.

Harold did not respond but Selene did not mind it. He wasn't a man of many words which Selene had gotten used to. She would be the talkative one to let Harold know how much she was grateful for him.

Selene tried not to laugh as she thought of when Harold approached her to apologise for moving around the boxes under the bed. It was the first time she saw him be so terrified as if he expected to be yelled at. 

How could she ever be angry with Harold when he looked cute trying not to meet her eyes as he apologised?

Agnes was curious about what made Selene smile so much. "You are quite happy to see a glass of blood. It does smell wonderful."