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Aro was fuming as he watched his oil lamp and books crash to the floor. How did he let himself get so worked up over this!? It was a good thing the lamp wasn't lite. But the oil in it certainly was no good on the books. Damn it! He knelt down and began to cleaned the books off. They were books on astronomy and one of those books Nayru had given him. His eyes looked at the book remembering that girl. His puppy-hood love. What ever happened to that woman? He sat back and flipped over the pages trying to part them all. The knock came to his door. His fur bristled and he heard her voice call to him. She was begging to come in and he ignored her at first then he finally came to the door after she said she was sorry. Really, it was him that was sorry. She hadn't done anything, and he believed her. It was that male he was angry with, but she was going to stand in his way when he wanted to rip that man a new hole. Why was she going to defend that male? Did she like him!? The thought infuriated him, but this was probably how she felt about Aro and all those women. He hadn't been with any, or even looked at any since her heat cycle.
He came to the door and put the book down on his bed. Opening the door his gaze looked down to hers, then he leaned out of the door to see that Alister fellow leaving after he called out to her saying good luck. His fur bristled more and Aro was half tempted to speak out, but he bit his tongue and just moved his arm around Sidra and ushered her into the room and shut it more easily this time. The black and white Knight had no words, he just went back to cleaning up his mess. Putting the broken glass in the small waist basket he had. He would have to go to Halifax and find another oil lamp. His gaze looked up to Sidra after he was finished cleaning and putting the basket back to where it belonged, "...so...you steal?" His eyes met sternly to hers before he moved to his bed picking up his astronomy book and jumped into a laying position on the bed. He licked his lips and opened the book flipping through the pages making sure none were stuck together. Then he stretched his arm out placing it upon his desk and began to take his belt off. The belt was put on the hook above the head board.
"...Sidra, did you not know how much that pendant meant to him? Obviously, a great deal as he had said..I really don't know the story behind that pendant, but the fact was you stole from him...and you used your body and scent to your advantage...is that what those men who captured you trained you to do?" He was avoiding his own feelings on this now, masking himself to get to the bottom of this issue. He wanted to understand her reason for doing what she had.