The brewing tension about to reach its boiling point

"Hugh? What are you doing in Clayburn? And how did you know what will happen in this kingdom?"

I glanced up at Hugo, staring at his rear cluelessly. Right now, even when I couldn't see what was going on outside, the faint sound chorusing; the shouts, cries, fires breaking out, and the clang of weapons was enough to know what could be seen outside. 

It was a little shameless of us to be lying naked on the bed after making love intensely when Clayburn, Althea, was on a brink of getting ruined. Maybe because I was a visitor, I didn't have any particular feeling about it. Or it could also be I didn't want to bear any feelings regarding it, since it would only bring back those emotions when I fled Everfell.