Chapter 104: Do I Belong There?
"What will you do with this information, Arawn?" Evanna held her breath and stared into the prince’s eyes, trying to read his thoughts, which was impossible. He continued to stare into her eyes longingly like he might just close that distance between them. They were still so close together, his hands were still in her hair, and if she leaned just a little closer, then their lips would meet.
But her question hung in the air like a sword over her head. With her thoughts changing from longing and wanting to kiss Arawn, she was reminded of who he was and why she was in this luxurious bed-chamber, to begin with. "Arawn?" She whispered and placed her hands above his forearms to gently pull down.
He leaned back and smirked. "If I didn’t know any better, Evanna.. I make you nervous.." His right hand came forwards again, and he moved some of her silky, black hair behind her ear and leaned forwards, so his lips were but an inch away from her ear.
Evanna stilled, feeling the heat from his cheek so close to hers, almost touching but not. She felt dizzy from their close proximity and his wonderous, manly, woodsy scent, she almost leaned into him, but she placed her hand against his chest to balance herself.
Which was not the best move. Evanna’s hand made direct contact with the smooth skin of the prince’s chest. Her eyes widened. Both from his lips near her ear and his hand resting on the side of her neck. And her hand feeling foreign against the hardness of his muscles.
Didn’t he say something? She was already flushed from nearly kissing, and now this! She must be like a beetroot by now!
She inhaled sharply, an action the prince didn’t miss. He chuckled, tickling her ear with his light breath, and turned his head slightly, so his lips brushed against her cheek, "I think I need to sleep on it. I should not make any rash decisions. It is quite the news about my little burglar, my prisoner, is part she-elf.." He murmured; his lips barely touched her soft cheek, making it hard for Evanna to pay attention. Her heart was pounding so hard she thought it might jump out of her chest.
Did the prince technically kiss the side of her cheek?
With widened eyes, she turned her head the other way. "Please, your highness. You should get some rest on such-" She gulped and tried to make her breathless voice calm down and become neutral. Like a lady. Like a princess! "such news."