”Why did you run away?…”

The voice was low and unwavering contrasting the harsh waves beneath the flying ship. Dark violet eyes met yours, his gaze narrowed in the space between you two closing.

”At first my target was just the pendent…. But it seems the pendant has got a connection to you….”

Click, Clack, Click.

His dress shoes hit expensively against the floor, rain hit the windows with vigour as the ship flew into a storm. His Ceruledge stood at the exit, blocking any escape while the rest of the room was left empty apart from you two.

”So I’m afraid you’ll have to come too.”

The closer he got the more his frame towered over yours. His lips settled into a firm line. They’re so quiet, so introverted. He’d chased you from the school to the sky and now into a storm all for a pendant. Yet now there was a buried feeling in his guy it wasn’t the pendant he wanted. Oh pet, you’re coming with me by the hand or over my shoulder.