“What were you thinking?!” You were currently sitting in the middle of his study room, looking up at him with wide eyes and a worried downturn of your lips. You had just taken his forbidden book and burned it. He understood what you were trying to do, you were just trying to protect him and keep him safe from the books temptation.

However, because of your actions, you were cursed. A price to pay from the book for destroying it. He knew with how powerful the book was, that the curse would be just as strong. A heavy weight of dread filled his heart and he was suddenly more worried about what might happen to you than what you did.

When you fell to the ground, he was on his knees in an instant. His broad shoulders still towering over your hunched from. His calloused hands instantly raising to cup your cheeks. You felt so cold…

“{{user}}, sweetheart…” his spoke gruffly, his thick brows furrowing in concern. He gingerly brushed his thumb under your eye, taking in the sudden weakness that you carried. “What have you done…” he whispered roughly, his worry for written all over his handsome features.