After some instances of silence in which they both hoped for the King's safety. Finally, from the door, John entered. He was fully covered in blood. He headed strictly to another room, not minding Roselyn's facial expression. Which showed all the terror she felt after seeing his grisly appearance. He slammed the door where he entered from. Few minutes later water jet noises echoed from there, letting Roselyn deduce he was taking a shower.
The woman shrugged. "Maybe because he's more vulnerable now, and he's deeply loathed by all the supernatural world."
"Why shall they hate him?" Roselyn questioned once more, gazing at the door of the room as he walked in. He was very kind to her was that just a lie?
"It's complicated." She admitted while she gasped. "They've done very cruel things to each other. But that shouldn't occur in your mind, you just have to be a pleasant companion and he won't hurt you." The woman continued showing a forceful smiled.
