He raised his brows as she spoke, then quickly narrowed them angrily as she pressed the issue, tugging at the necklace SHE wore that belonged to HIM.
"You couldn't get out of my castle quick enough," he threatened, then heard a rap at the door. He turned his head.
"Duke Calent?"
It was a guard.
Calent released an irritable breath, rolling is shoulders before shooting an angered gaze towards Awiergan, then back to the door again.
"Yes?" his tone was raised more than usual. It had been years since he'd broken his tone in that manner and the man ont he other side of the door hesitated.
"We were just checking in."
Silence.
Calent set his jaw and breathed a long, hot breath through his nostrils.
"I'm fine." he tried to compose himself, his face turning to stone as his eyes temporarily seemed to distill. "Send tea to my room later."
Another moment, then the guard replied on the other side of the door, "Alright. We will have the servants bring you some soon."
As soon as the guard was guard, Calent was glaring daggers at the piratess.
"Let me get my robe," he growled, and moved away, fetching it up as he wrapped it tightly around his waist. "You, you will stay close to my side and if anyone sees us together, you stay silent and let me speak, is that clear?" The duke looked at her threateningly- though he hadn't a blade ot be calling these sort of shots- but he contemplated how quickly he might disarm her...
his eyes went to the necklace before goign back to her.
He would see her rot in jail for this!