“The man who passes the sentence should swing the sword”.
"Why, little princess? Does my proximity make you nervous?" Asked Zachary, in his velvet voice.
Glaring at him, "Your presence suffocates me." Said Katerina, bitterly.
"Really," Smirking, Zachary chuckled and said, "You didn't seem to complain last night."
Zachary's remark elevated the frustration level in Katerina's head. Grabbing him by the collar, "Don't you dare talk to me like that!" Yelled Katerina.
Alright, maybe his temper had sped up a bit too. "And don't you dare talk to me like that!"
The two of them were only two inches apart from one another now, and shouting at the top of their lungs. In some small, remaining rational part of his mind that wasn't consumed by fury, Zachary had to admit that you simply had to admir
