YILEYNA
Raiden still managed a small smile despite the threat that was spoken in a tone so poisonous that we all felt it. He picked up his cup, taking a rather big swig, and cleared his throat.
"I think I like the interior colour they already have here." He said lightly, looking around the restaurant.
Theon didn’t reply, simply sitting back as he was and looking as cold and uncaring as always.
"So… your turn?" I said, looking at Theon.
His cold glare turned on me, his eyes flashing gold, making my heart skip a beat.
"You do it, like I said, I'm not playing." He said, and to my surprise, he reached over, running his knuckles down my cheek, making my heart pound as he left tingles in his wake. "You looked pretty beautiful with blood smeared all over you too."
His eyes dipped to my lap
