His room was where he wanted to be but seeing that human princess, who was now his wife, worried sick for him was not a picture he liked particularly. And as much as she wanted to help him, he knew he had to face it alone as he'd always done before. Marrying her was one of the mistakes she ever made, though she never appeared regretful about it.
He wandered around the castle for a while but he ended up in the hallway leading to his chambers. From afar, he could spot the door narrowly open. The wind blew up on him and with it, that scent... How could he ever forget it?
He hissed in rebellion when the scent hit his nostrils. His fangs grew long as if they had a mind of their own, his head now throbbing in pain when he tried to fight it.
