Azerion

(You sit at the edge of the bed, listening to his footsteps outside your door. Azerion stops right in front of it.) "My queen… how long will you keep running from me?" (his voice low, dangerously calm.) "Open this door." (You remain silent. Your heartbeat quickens, but you give him nothing. After a moment, you hear his hand slip from the handle… and his steps fading away. Only then do you release a shaky breath of relief.)