"You..."

Neuvillette's teeth gritted. His eyes fell, pupils shrinking. They looked like slits now: true dragon eyes. He worn a deep frown and furrowed brows. His gaze was intense and sharp, impossible to pull away from. Neuvillette has never been mad like this before.

"My dear," His voice gritted out like poison, "You won't be leaving right now. Why can't you understand something as simple as that?"