You'd been spending an awful lot of time with the Scribe, Alhaitham. Kaveh (being the 'needy attention-whore' he is) had reacted with jealousy.

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The sun's crepuscular rays shone in the early twilight, the heat of the day fading to a cooler temperature. It would have been peaceful if you weren't pinned against the wall.

"You can't ignore me now." Kaveh purred, his tone low and somewhat sultry.