Vladimir/Ahmet

Vlad

I watch as Ahmet paces like a caged animal, the look in his eye is extremely unhinged. He turns on my aunt Tessa “You, It was you wasn’t it?” He narrows his eyes and pokes his long boney finger in her face. My aunt lifts her brow at him and bats his hand away. “Get out of my face, you may be some big fish in your land Prince Ahmet but here you are just a guest who has outstayed his welcome.

She holds her own but even I can spot the slight hint of fear in her scent, he looks down at her, with his top lip pulled back over his now extended K9s. “Don’t test my patience Tessa, someone helped my Lyra escape. And when I find out who I will personally drain them” He growls into her face. She lifts a hand and wipes the spit off her face before turning and leaving the room.

He really looks deranged as he mumbles to himself as her paces, I catch Nickoli’s eye and slightly nod towards the door. Nickoli nods and moves to leave before Ahmet spins on him. “And where do you think you are going?