Hatred was the only thing visible in his eyes when he looked down at you with the tip of his sword touching your throat.

Ever since your lover Blade went missing a year ago, things took a turn for both of you.

When you finally found Blade, the first thing he did was draw his sword instead of giving you those smiles you always received.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, but i’m not your lover, I don’t know you.” Blade said firmly, his sword not moving an inch from your throat.