Chapter 78: Fighting In A Dress
Evanna pursed her lips as she took in the appearance of the elf before her. His golden hair was pulled back into a half-up hairstyle, yet his locks came shorter than the other elves, finishing just above his shoulders. He was well built, with his stature possibly shorter than the prince’s, but he was still tall.
His dazzling green eyes were quite a feature of his young, handsome face. Evanna knew that if the man smiled, the surrounding women would probably swoon. The warrior was attractive, but he was nothing compared to Prince Arawn with his striking features. His silk curtain of starlight hair falling graciously down his back, those piercing blue eyes, chiselled jaw, and, of course, his lean upper body was full of rock-solid muscles. Even though Evanna had fought against him, she still couldn’t believe a prince was that...
Evanna’s eyes widened, and she glanced up at the golden-haired warrior standing in front of her. He was looking at her with a peculiar expression on his face. She smiled sheepishly at him, but he rolled his eyes.
"I um, I’m sorry. That was very rude of me. Was I staring?" She stuttered. Oh, her governess would have tutted at her stutter.
’A lady must always appear poised, and if she is shocked, then use the cover of a fan. If a fan is not available, then one must keep their face completely emotionless until she is ready to respond elegantly.’
The elf sighed, "I am used to it."
Evanna blinked as words sizzled on her tongue; she tilted her head slightly. He must have thought she was staring at him because of his looks. The motion made her cheeks heat, and she looked away, mumbling her query, "Do you have a lot of people staring at you then, sir?"
"My name is Cedric. And, of course, men are left staring after they lose a battle to me, and why wouldn’t a woman stare at me?" So came Cedric’s deadpanned response.
Evanna looked back at him, her cheeks still rosy. "Well, yes, you are handsome. B-but that’s not why I was staring!" She stuttered again. Were all men arrogant?
Cedric crossed his arms, showcasing his bulging muscles, "Oh?"
"We fought the other night," Evanna glanced down at her clasped hands in front of her.