The Magic Tower

(From Demetrius's Perspective)

I was losing my mind again. It was not something special to see someone with a dagger tied against their thigh, but here I was seeing my wife like that and losing my sanity. 

"I need to fuck her with that dagger tied against her thigh," I mumbled.

"Did you say something? I couldn't catch it," she said as we were walking on the castle ground. 

"No, nothing. Don't worry," I said. "Just make sure not to step on pebbles. There are some sharp ones."

"Oh, I'm careful," she said and smiled. Even in the darkness, I could see the glow of her blue eyes. It was the first thing that drew me towards her. Her eyes were captivating in a strange way. Every time I looked into them, I felt dizzy and restless, but even the restlessness was peaceful. 

"Who do you look like?" I asked.