Shirt

"Interesting that in your haste to make yourself at least decent, you chose my shirt…" Niros said as placed his hand to his chin in thought "what happened to hating my guts?" he asked with a slight chuckle.

        Sallaria crossed her arms over her chest,

"You are enjoying the fact that I’m wearing this…. Aren’t you?" she asked. Sallaria was now feeling awkward wearing the shirt of the man she hated the most, but what was she to do? make clothing out of a Talbuk hide blanket? She scoffed and moved to sit in a stool positioned by a fireplace, gazing into the flames to prevent any further eye contact with Niros.

        "Not only that," Niros said as he stepped into the room "I just did it rather amusing that you are making such a great deal over a simple question…" Niros started to move towards Sallaria "I can send Nyx away to fetch you some clothes if you wish," Niros offered. He stopped just short of Sallaria, placing his hand on her shoulder.

        Sallaria sighed sharply “you don’t need to send him to get me some clothes,” she said as she shrugged his hand from her shoulder “If you just repair my robes, or at least let me, I can be on my way…” She added, giving him a side glare.

        "And lose my only source of entertainment?" Niros asked in a joking tone "no, I rather you stay here until you are fully healed," he added. He chuckled at the glare he received from the Warlock. To better the moment, he grinned at her, "besides, I rather enjoy you wearing my shirt…" He laughed. Her expression was livid, he was enjoying this little game.

        Sallaria shuddered at the comment, “you are such a wretch!” She growled.

        She stood and turned to look at Niros, rolling her eyes at the smirk he held. She sighed heavily,

        "I’m starting to miss the times where you tried to kill me whenever we were near one another…" She grumbled as she brushed past him.

        "You actually miss that?" Niros asked. Of course he knew she wasn’t truly missing that time, but he felt invigorated by the way he was making her feel. He grinned almost sadistically when she shot daggers at him with ehr fierce yellow-green eyes.

        "I can try and kill you now if you wish to go back to that time in our relationship" he said with a sinister grin.

        Sallaria was resisting the urge to just rip off the shirt and toss it at the man, but besides the bandages on her torso, she only wore small clothes underneath, and she wasn’t going to let him see her that bare, not after what happened in Pandaria.

        "Could you please leave me alone," Sallaria pleaded "I just want some rest and perhaps to get out of here and be rid of you for who knows how long…" she added as she sat on the bed she occupied during her recovery.

        "Now why would I do that?" Niros asked as he moved towards Sallaria, a smug grin on his face "you are, after all, my guest," he smirked "and I must tend to my guest because I am such a gracious host."

        "A gracious host would let his guest have some breathing room…" Sallaria grumbled as she crossed her arms over her chest.

        "That’s not a gracious host, that is an okay host…" Niros argued back before pulling a chair to him and sitting down "Now, guest, Do you require any food or drink?” he asked with a smug tone.

        "Guest?" Sallaria scoffed "I’ve been here for three weeks now! I’m nothing more than your prisoner!" she hissed "I won’t take any food or drink from you because they could either be drugged, poisoned, or both!" Sallaria narrowed her gaze at him.

        "Now why would I do that?" he asked "is it because of our history? because I assure you, I wouldn’t even do anything of the sorts even then…" Niros sighed "and I’m not keeping you prisoner, you are in recovery from broken ribs and sternum, I’m trying to help you," he said with a sigh.

        "I’m perfectly fine," Sallaria argued "I’ve been using healthstones crafted using my Void Gem, they are far more potent than the lesser ones," Sallaria added as she placed her fingers over her Void Gem that was tucked under the shirt. It came to life upon her touch, causing an amber and pink glow to emerged through the dark fabric.

        Niros rolled his eyes,

        "Fine," he said "don't start crying when you start getting hunger pains," he said before turning out of the room, slamming the door shut behind him.