Chapter 41: Treetops: Part Two
Evanna suddenly stopped, stunned, at who was in front of her. Long white hair and a pair of intense, crystal-blue eyes stared directly into her own. Time almost stood still as recognition flashed across her eyes.
The elf in front of her did not remove his hand from her wrist, keeping their bodies close to one another, her chest almost touching his. The proximity between them made her body involuntarily heat up, causing her to inhale sharply. Her eyes were then released from his hold as he glanced down to her lips.
Her own emerald eyes took advantage and wandered across his strong features, devouring each detail greedily. Her mind did not do him justice; he was extraordinarily handsome in person. Evanna looked back into those otherworldly blue eyes that were once again looking into her own, locking them in place.
"I would appreciate it if you did not stab me," He said as the corner of his lips twitched in amusement; his rich, deep voice was like music to her ears.
"Maybe if you weren’t hiding in the bushes like a scoundrel, I would not have attacked you," She breathed.
His eyes gleamed at her remark; he then released her wrist, eyeing her carefully. Evanna stepped back and tightened her grip on her swords; her senses came back to her as the earthy smell of cedarwood and pine evaporated, clearing her head.
He moved his eyes from the swords by her side and openly scanned her body, resting on her neck. He was happy to see the red marks on her neck from the last time they met were now faded. However, his thoughts did not show on his face; they never did. He stood there with a stoic expression and asked, "What are you doing in Direwood Forest?"
"I could ask you the same question."
His eyebrow lifted at her answer, "I have a right to be here. You do not."
"Are these woods not free to explore?" Evanna feigned innocence. He would have fallen for those doe-like eyes if he hadn’t watched her slaughter those creatures.
"Not if you want to live," His voice was now low and deadly. The hairs at the nape of her neck stood up on end.
