Hours had passed and Harry had been in and out of dozing off in his chair, nothing had changed when it came to Iris she had stayed in the bed and what he could only assume was in and out of sleep. Though she had refused to eat lunch, the doctors had brought him some food which was great and thoughtful, but her food laid on the table untouched alongside a cup of water. A part of him had wanted to tell her to eat something but it wasn’t his business and he knew he shouldn’t be getting involved. It was just his kind tendency; he had a kind heart. 

“Knock, knock.”

Frowning Harry glanced up as he heard a voice at the door, he wasn’t expecting anyone, and the doctors weren’t due. Shaking his head as he rose to his feet, he glanced at Iris seeing how she just stayed in the bed, this time however she was looking at the ceiling rather than the wall. Happy that she wouldn’t just bolt, he doubted she could, but you couldn’t underestimate these things he opened the door taking a step back when he saw Matthew stood there. “Matthew. What are you doing here?”

“Well, I seem to be missing a prisoner. One that could probably do with a last round of questioning. We need to push a little bit more about her… relationships” Matthew sneered as he pushed his way into the room two soldiers following in behind him. 

“Now wait just a minute. Jacob told you she won’t be returning until tomorrow at the earliest.” Harry commanded as he moved quickly stepping in front of Matthew stopping him from getting any further. “You can’t move her, you’re not allowed, and you have no authority here.”

“Ahhh, it seems maybe I was misinformed then? I mean. You have the authority to release her now. I’m sure she is [i]stable[/i] enough; she looks fine to me.” Matthew stated as he folded his arms glancing over Harrys shoulder at the girl, he had pushed too hard with questioning the night before. 

Scoffing Harry shook his head as he frowned clearly not impressed, “Matthew, you should stand down. I’m not authorising anything. The girl stays here for one more night. I’d quit whilst you’re ahead. You almost killed someone for your prized information.” 

“Well I clearly didn’t, look she is fine.” Matthew spat as he waved his hand over to the girl on the bed, who had by now realised his voice and his presence. Nodding to his soldiers they edged forward only to be shut down by Harry once more with a stern look in his eye. 

Iris never imagined hearing his voice again, it sent shivers down her spine as the voice reminded her of what happened. The questioning, the drug that had been a whole new level of pain. The fact she had revealed how she loved Caspain and she didn’t want to delve into that more, she didn’t want them to know about their feelings because it could get him into trouble. Curling up into a foetal position she closed her eyes trying to will it away, to stop her thoughts and black out his voice because it did strike fear in her. 

“[b]Leave[/b]. That’s an order, or shall we add another strike to your record with disobeying yet another order from someone higher up than you.” Harry kept his voice calm, but it was clear his tone carried some weight because Matthew hesitated before huffing over not getting his own way. 

“Whatever I’ll collect her [b]first thing[/b] and we can resume my orders in the prison.” Matthew stated shooting a gaze full of hatred towards the girl on the bed, he would be back. First thing in the morning to return her to the prison where he felt she belonged.