Chapter 92: Gifts: Part Two
Evanna wrung her hands together in front of her. She had to ask him this without causing an insult nor providing any attention to herself more if it may have been her who caused the root to suddenly appear out of nowhere. Raising her chin again, she straightened her shoulders and asked what was on her mind.
"Your highness, I know I have asked before, but I am curious about something.." Evanna began and glanced up at him.
"Hmm," He mumbled and steered her elbow in a different direction, leading her up more marble stairs. She was distracted momentarily as the familiar sight began to fold before her. They were going to the prince’s quarters. Here there was a lot more privacy, with not many servants. Evanna looked back again and watched as Garrett stopped and turned the opposite way.
It was then she whipped her head back around and found herself in the prince’s room. Evanna gulped down her trepidation and wrung her hands once more.
"You are not to leave here until Garrett informs us it is safe to return to your room," Arawn said, gaining her attention. "There may still be a threat, and I cannot take any chances-"
"Did you forget the part where I could fight, Arawn?" She interrupted as she stayed near the double doors, slipping out of the prince’s hand.
Arawn smirked, "No, I did not. But you do not have any weapons, and I doubt you would last long with an Eleppo assassin without one." He then walked away from her with his long arrogant strides.
Evanna parted her lips and closed them again. She was sure she could take them, yet her lips pouted slightly as her confidence dwindled at the prince’s words. Of course, he was right, but she was not going to give him the satisfaction of indicating it was so.
But the princess wanted nothing more than to rest in her room right now, not spend more time with the prince who was intent on making her blush as much as possible. Evanna sighed after glancing at Arawn, who still had a smirk on his features. She took a few steps further into the room, looking more intently at her surroundings and not the prince. Evanna was also checking for a safe spot for her to keep a distance from Arawn.
Who knew what games he might want to play, the glint in his eyes made her very wary of him, and she kept looking away from his gaze. Her eyes lingered on the bed and then the patio. Arawn watched her the whole time while he removed his jacket and was left wearing his shirt underneath.
"Can we at least go to the patio?" Evanna asked, already knowing the answer from his raised brow and look of boredom.
Sighing, she wandered in further but kept glancing at Arawn and his positioning in the large room.