The cavalier wasn’t laughing. His wig was all askew as he drew his sword and charged at the intruder. How dare anyone enter his home without his leave? He seethed, he raged, at their audacity.
‘Name yourself!’ he cried. ‘State your business!’
‘Who sent you?’
Waving the point of his blade menacingly, he charged at the figure, before passing through the wall.
Written for Weekend Writing Prompt #165 – Cavalier | Word count: 64