The Director's Secretary

"I don’t accept your apologies," I said—exactly and clearly—so he would immediately understand my point about the failure of any attempts in the future… any attempts at all.

The goblin’s face noticeably changed; he reddened, put his heavy palms on the countertop, looming over me. Again, he was unconsciously pressing me down with his weight.

Take it easy, you scoundrel!

"You acted like a beast yesterday. You used what was stronger. That’s low and unworthy of a man. I insist that you not contact me under any circumstances, except for work matters.

With each word I said, the goblin’s gaze grew heavier and heavier."