Panic and flee William's room.
From Create Your Own Story
His lips are so delicious, a torrent of bright sunshine drenched memories flutter up in your stomach as your childhood crush passionately embraces you. You feel joy, but suddenly reality thunders back. You feel nervousness, then panic, before pulling away and standing from the bed. You don't know why, but you feel terrified.
"William...I'm...I..." You can't find any words, not even sure what your feeling. You guiltily flee the room, shutting the door behind you, wringing your hands in the hall as you hear him shout after you.
The next hour passes miserably. Lord Kellar already long gone is too far away to join up with and you can't summon any reason for William for fleeing, barring you from the shameful bedchamber. The house is bare of distractions and no chore seems capable of engaging you from your thoughts. You curse yourself, wondering how a woman who has faced down literal denizens of Hell could be so shaken by a man wanting her. You wince imagining the conversation you'll have to have with him tomorrow.
A bang is heard downstairs, followed by voices. You quickly make your way to the foyer only to be met by Kellar and his party, returned from the gypsy camp, covered in blood. Lord Kellar loudly tries to organize medical attention for a number of his bleeding men, while shaking off his terrified wife. You note immediately that there are less men now than there were when they left.
"By the father, what happened?!" You ask, wide eyed.
"Those bloody gypsy bastards!" Kellar hisses to you, eyes dancing with fear and adrenalin. "They brought the bloody curse to my land...the curse is on my land!"
"Please, slow down, what did they do? What is all this blood?!"
He looks at you with horrified eyes, deadly serious. "A werewolf! The heathens brought a damned werewolf with them!"
Screams rings out from upstairs. Female screams.
