I Will Do It Gently
"What are you doing here?" Agenor asked, gripping Federline's collar.
Federline's blue eyes stared intently at Agenor then shoved the winged man's chest.
"I'm just visiting my sister-in-law. Can't I?"
"No! You'd better go now!"
"Don't act like you're the king. There's no rule forbidding me to visit all rooms in this palace, bastard!"
Federline left Agenor with a bunch of his bodyguards. He did look arrogant and pretentious everywhere without paying attention to the privacy of others.
Actually, Agenor was preparing to point his claws at Federline's back, but he immediately remembered Syrena.
After his stepbrother left, Agenor rushed into the room and flew low over to the bed.
"Did he hurt you?" asked Agenor with his eyebrows arched upwards.
"No."
For a moment Agenor was relieved, but he couldn't believe that Federline had come just to make small talk.