Sigrid trailed the knife slowly over his neck, almost as if she was caressing it with her fingers. "Welcome back, I hope you don't mind but I intend to kill that canary. If you want to bring me a gift next time, try gold and diamonds. I can also accept you, just wrap a ribbon around your bare chest."
He retrieved his knife, but the look of anger in his eyes became even more prominent. Swiftly, he struck out his hand and put it on Sigrid's neck, he didn't apply pressure, it just laid there.
"She saved my life, did you have to humiliate her?"
His voice was raw, filled with emotion and accusation and it annoyed Sigrid. Even though she was not in love with Roland, to see him becoming emotional for another woman angered her.
She did not hide the contempt in her eyes or try to be polite, it would be lost in translation anyway.
