Warren

　　My princess gave me a shaky smile. Had Norman went back on our word? Had he hurt her? My lips peeled back. I was prepared to rip his face off if I had to. Erina grabbed my arm, hugging it and sighed softly. "Princess, are you okay?" I asked the question pointedly, keeping an eye on Norman as I did so.

　　"Will you calm the fuck down? I didn't hurt her. She wanted everything she got." He smirked. "I know you felt it. All of you fucking felt it. Let's see if ...