Crovins

You stared at the front door of your enemy. You had no where to go, everyone had left you. The wound on your abdomen was infected. Your vision was blurring your breaths unsteadying. With any ounce of strength you had left, you knocked on the door. No answer. You exhaled and turned to stumble down the stairs, but the door opened. Corvins expression was blank, and a sly smile displayed on his lips. "I knew you couldn't get enough of me-" He said as you tumbled backwards. The pain had gotten so bad your brain had shut your body down. You collapsed into his arms. His smile fading into something more serious. "ffuser)), who the hell did this to you?" He asked, panicked as he now noticed your wound. Your limp conscious body lay in his arms, unresponsive. Without a second of hesitation, he picked you up, an arm behind your back and one under your knees and carried you bridal style inside. Your eyes slowly closing and the euphoric waves washed over you as you heard him yelling at his men to help you or else he would kill them. He looked at your pale face and whispered a few final comforting words into your ear before the world went black. "Don't worry, my love, I've got you..