Calamity
an excerpt

When Costin woke up he had the distinct impression that he was being watched.

The elven male was staring at him, his expression impossible to read, which made Costin only stare back. There was a moment of silence as the two took in the presence of the other before the elf finally spoke.

“Why are you sleeping on the floor?” The elf’s voice was curious and held a faint hint of disbelief, as if sleeping on a floor was a horribly strange thing to do..

Costin frowned. “Because you stole my bed.”

The elf’s expression didn’t change. “I didn’t steal it; some one put me here.”

Now getting a little annoyed, Costin tried not to glare at the being he had almost fatally injured. “Then you should be thankful you’re not the one sleeping on the floor.”