The materials on the table shattered onto the floor as he swept them off with his arm. He then lifted you up and had you sit on the table. He didn't speak; he simply stared.

His jaw clenched, and his fingers played with your hair. "Did you find delight in the company of those mortals and a merman?" he asked, tension suddenly filling the air.

"Was that pleasant?" His siren-like tone was alluring, akin to a bait. His large body easily towered over you. The rain started to pour, and so did yours.