Not a single sound could be heard from the tent except the bristling cracks of the burning fire on the pedestals by the entrance.
Time had long frozen between the two figures in the room as no words were said but their eyes spoke it all.
Her jade-green eyes spat out contempt as she glared at the werewolf while his honey orbs were narrowed as his nose flared in anger.
His face was stained by the rotten chunk of meat the Princess had thrown on his face and the filthy stench evaporated around the room but being too preoccupied with the glare and counter glare, its smell was ignored.
"What did you just do?" His voice came out as calm as the moonlight glow but as glaring as the midday sun.
"I just spat the chunk of meat on your face," she gritted.
"It seems to fit your personality very well. Dirty and disgusting, just like you" she scowled.
"Have you lost your marbles?!" He growled.
"Yes! Yes, I have lost my marbles!!" She roared back.
