I got dragged to the feet of Lucas. I shivered as the guards threw me to the floor, right at his feet, before they moved back. 

I swallowed in fear as he towered above me. I dared not look up at him but I could feel the heat of the familiar irritated glare. 

"How many crimes did you commit this time, little lamb?" He asked and I shook with fear, barely taking a second before I answered him. Lucas hated slow people. I didn't even think about the question enough before I ...