Chapter 20: Sword Through Her Heart
"This is most wondrous," he smiled and dimples appeared on his cheeks. Without letting Felixa wonder, he added, "You saying my name..." his voice shook a bit as his hand reached for her cheek.
His thumb reached for her lips but he pulled back. A ripple formed in his amber eyes as he tried to smile.
Felixa felt like he is swallowing a lot of his emotions at times. In a way, he reminded her of herself. Like she feels alone here, he is feeling the same, hiding who he is from others; as he tries to hold on to the past he lost.
But she might be wrong. She might be trying to find meaning in something random. She is scrambling to find something to hold on to even if it is just a mirage right now. That’s how vulnerable she is.
"Then I will say it more, Max," she smiled.
And looking at her, he stood silent for a moment. And then with a sharp intake of breath, he extended his hand.
Not knowing what to do, she held his hand. That act made him pleased as she saw the dimples on his cheek once more.
The moment she held his hand, her heart that had calmed down, started to beat erratically once more.
[Not this again... It should be the spell!]
She took deep breaths as she tried to walk at his pace as she didn’t want to get dragged by him. He had long legs and was strong. So he walked fast.
She, on the other hand, has to take two steps in place of his single step. Before reaching the end of the hallway she experienced shortness of breath; her pace slowed.
Maximus slowed down realizing it. "Am I walking fast?" he asked. "Forgive me, Lexa," his eyes were filled with concern as a furrow line formed between his eyebrows. "I’ll walk slower."