He waited patiently for Garston to get over the shock.
Guards! Guards! Intruder, there's an intruder! Guards!
"Garston, please, there is no need for that-"
How dare you enter my chambers! Guards-
Desmond dispassionately drew his arm across his chest and whipped the pommel of the dagger into the yelling man's right cheek, just below his eye. Garston reeled back, his head hitting the pillows. He stopped yelling, scowling at the figure over him, indignation flaring.
"Do you think calling for your guards would help? I wouldn't be seated here if it did. Please don't lower yourself any further," Desmond said, waggling the dagger at the man like he was scolding a child. "Can we agree there is no use in being so dramatic?" he added, raising his eyebrows in question.
Guards! Guards! Intruder, there's an intruder! Guards!
"Garston, please, there is no need for that-"
How dare you enter my chambers! Guards-
Desmond dispassionately drew his arm across his chest and whipped the pommel of the dagger into the yelling man's right cheek, just below his eye. Garston reeled back, his head hitting the pillows. He stopped yelling, scowling at the figure over him, indignation flaring.
"Do you think calling for your guards would help? I wouldn't be seated here if it did. Please don't lower yourself any further," Desmond said, waggling the dagger at the man like he was scolding a child. "Can we agree there is no use in being so dramatic?" he added, raising his eyebrows in question.
