Zane~
The heavy wooden doors to my office shut behind us with a dull thud, sealing Roland and me inside. My anger was undeniable, thick like an impending storm. I strode toward my desk, my fingers tightening into fists at my sides. Red, was restless beneath my skin, his growls vibrating through my mind, demanding answers.
Roland stood before me, his shoulders squared, awaiting my wrath. I didn't keep him waiting.
"What the hell happened out there?" My voice was ice, commanding like a sharpened blade.
Roland flinched, a rare crack in his composed facade. "I'm sorry, Your Highness," he said, bowing his head slightly. "I got distracted. I stepped away to get the ice cream, like Natalie asked. I didn't think…" He trailed off, guilt etched into his features. "I didn't think I'd be gone long enough for anything to happen."