Goren wasn't about to miss this chance. So when he stepped into the hospital in his long black coat and heeled shoes, he was in his most confident state. He smiled as he saw a scrawny-looking boy holding a girl in the centre, cornered by all the guards just like he had asked them to.
"Lovely… lovely." His deep voice rang around the white walls.
Tiara's head turned to meet Goren's black, glinting eyes. "You."
Goren laughed and stepped closer, tracing his thick fingers against her jawline. "My, my, haven't you grown to be a lady. Too bad you missed it all thanks to me."
"Get your hands off her," Percy rumbled, stepping back.
Goren raised an eyebrow. He had a square face and he wore partially shaded glasses that made him look like some movie gangster. "Or what?"
Percy didn't answer and Goren flared, slapping him across the cheek. "Percy!" Tiara squeaked, clutching his shirt with her one free hand as he stumbled, almost falling.
