Edde recklessly pulled tipsy Elizabeth, who staggered behind him up the stairs. The fury in his eyes was out of the world as he held tightly on Elizabeth's arms so that his fingerprints showed on her skin; he pushed the bedroom door open, pulling Elizabeth roughly inside, that she nearly staggered to the floor.

"Come on, Edde Loxley, that was harsh!" She said with a low gaze as she giggled, almost falling to the bed. Edde held tightly on her curly hair as she winced in pain, not exactly showing the pain but rather shutting her eyes gradually. She was obviously tired and needed rest, but Edde was just too...