On a Mission

Talon was pissed.

Not only had Kal distanced himself from him in a clear manner, but he also sent him on useless errands.

It was so bad that Talon could no longer lie to himself that Kal was doing such a thing to protect him.

“He knows… it's the only explanation for his behavior,” Talon thought his face squished up in clear annoyance that bothered on hate as he thought of the princess whose Kal’s affections were set on.

“It couldn’t even be a vampire. It had to be a stinky werewolf,” Talon thought realizing that if he was given the opportunity then he would make sure to end her puny life.

Not only was she baggage but she was also a danger to Kal, one that he most likely saw but chose to ignore.

Talon stood at a far enough distance from Hurai’s quarters, having watched it long enough to know exactly what the routine was, even that of the Knights on Patrol but still he couldn’t figure out a way to make sure that she stayed away from Kal.

“Maybe I should kill one of her maids,” Talon thou