I strode into Grumpy's room. Slammed the door behind me. Stomping to his bed, I fell face down into the depths. Would this crapshow never end? Why did I have to clean up everyone else's mess? Why did my men have to sacrifice themselves for some other group of people's wrongs?
In very mature fashion, I kicked my feet and pounded my fists into the bed as I screamed long and loud. I was going to kill Merlin. Rid the world of the asshole, then steal my men away. We were going to live on a deserted island where no one could bother us with their problems.
A knock sounded on the door.
I tasted the energy signature. Sighed. "Come in, Drace." I wiped my face, turned, and sat up.
"Hey, corcra. Whatcha doing?" she asked as she came in. She shut the door behind herself as she took in the room.
