*Yasmin*
I did not know what to say. Why was the Master really here? For days after he kicked me out of the castle, I had dreamed about him coming and taking me back, telling me that he had made a mistake. But now that he was here, I could not help but feel a wave of all the negative feelings that I had been trying to suppress, try to pull me under.
The Master shuffled slightly from one foot to the other, looking around the room which now smelt heavily of charred flesh. The scent made my stomach churn and my head slightly dizzy. “Should we not talk about this somewhere a little less….”
“No.” I stated firmly. “I am not going anywhere with you until you say what you came to say, and even then, it is debatable.”
The Master nodded his head, letting out another small sigh. “I deserve that
