"You did this?" I asked Sebastian impressed with the treatment given to the rogue.
Sebastian smiled and shrugged. The rogue lifted his face up to look at me.
"Finally his grace made his presence," he mocked. I took a chair and placed it in front of him, and took the seat.
"What's you name rogue? Whom do you work for?" I questioned him.
"Hmm, I wonder," he smirked testing my ice thin patience.
"Answer the questions and we'll think about sparing your life," I told him and he laughed.
"Her blood might be sweet, isn't it?" he sneered, "Once he finds out how she smells, my master will drink her every single drop of her blood and then have her-" and that's when I lost my temper.
Grabbing hold of his face, I crushed it with my bare hand until the bones on his face were disfigured. His blood dripped from my hand.
"Ask someone to clean this up," I growled, the anger raging. How dare he speak of her like that!
