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"What?!" the Master bellowed, slamming his wineglass down so hard, the stem shattered, though he took no notice, his long strides carrying him across the room.
Dorian, who had sensed this would be a perfect ruse for escape, felt his hopes rise--only to fall abruptly when the Master grabbed his arm in a strong grip, pulling him roughly behind him as he ran for the harem room, not even noticing that Dorian stumbled, practically being dragged behind him, feebly trying to escape, looking back over his shoulder as he tried to wrench his arm from his steely grasp. But he did not once loosen his hold as he moved quickly down the halls, his fingers biting into Dorian's arm, bruising the pale flesh as he struggled to get free.
Of all the times, he thought, for an escape plan to go awry... why did it have to be this one time? Tears fell down his face as he finally gave up struggling, giving just a weak cry of pain as he tried to keep up, losing first one slipper, then the other as he was yanked down the steps leading to the harem.