Mormor - 3 Acts

"How long have you been working for me now, Moran?"

You unconsciously fold your hands behind your back like a schoolboy and clear your throat.

"Next week it's four months, Sir."

You can see his teeth shining, a smirk, the head tilt, he looks you over again.

"At ease, soldier. If I wanted to kill you I wouldn't do it here. You'd ruin the parquet. And you're certainly not important enough for me to do it myself."

This was born as one of my Mormor one shots but grew up to be far too long for one, so now it's my first Mormor book thingy :)
I hope you enjoy reading it and feedback is highly appreciated!