"But what if.." their leader titled his head with lust filling them.
"If you are so afraid, you can leave the room. We, men, will handle it." Everyone laughed at his words and followed him. They all surrounded the table. They forgot that they were here for Cotlin. But they only remembered the fair, thin, and seductive collarbones of the young lady. And they wanted to see more. The dress there was enticing them.
They could already feel twitching between their legs.
Diana knew they were closer. She could sense their presence and her grip on the knife tightened.
"I am warning you. Leave! Leave or you will regret it. I will behead all of you." she warned but her voice was shaking already. Her whole body was covered with cold sweat. But before they could raise the table cover enough. More men entered.
