Chapter 97: Dinner For Two
"*You look breathtaking.*"
Evanna’s breath caught, and her heart raced from Arawn’s words. She felt the heat rise on her cheeks, and she forced herself to look away from his swirling blue hues.
"Thank you. Although I do not know what you said, you could have insulted me for all I know," Evanna muttered and looked back at him as he straightened up. Amusement flickered across his eyes, and a knowing smile twitched on his lips. Evanna’s brows drew together slightly as she tried to figure out what he knew.
"I would never insult you," He held his hand out for her to take and guided Evanna to her seat, pushing the chair behind her before sitting across from her. "In fact, I said you look breathtaking." He looked her straight in the eyes, and a smile twitched on his lips when she blushed again. Arawn loved seeing her blush; she was so innocent and cute. Even though she had fought monsters and took out his warriors, Evanna was still a young lady unable to take a compliment.
He was going to put his plan in motion. Already Evanna showed signs of understanding his words, but Evanna was brilliant and quickly brushed it off as a simple interpretation. Countless questions were surrounding the beauty sitting in front of him.
He wanted to know everything about her, but he reminded himself of who she was, a human, allegedly, who stole from the Flori. The gem was still missing, and he wanted it back, not just for personal reasons but because if word got out that the woodland elves weren’t as superior as believed, then there could be trouble not just from the humans but also from his kind.
After their encounter in the bath, he took a well-needed breather on the balcony. He calmed down his desire to touch her and take her to bed. He ached for her, like no woman before him.
When she turned around in his arms, he could see how the wet dress clung to her curvy body; he lost all sense and nearly kissed her. But when he didn’t see her outright refusal, it somehow snapped him out of his lustrous daze. He would never take a woman unwillingly, but it made him realise that he was becoming very attached to her.
Arawn needed to find out where the gem was, why it was taken and who she was. His gut was telling him she was of someone of great importance, but it clashed with the knowledge that Evanna could speak Muranthian. If she was a royal, there would be no possibility of her learning the language. He had seen the notices scattered around the kingdom when he last visited.