Chapter 176: Run Away (1)
Alone in the dim-lit cell, the no longer bored Cassian rose to his feet, taking a measured step towards the guard in front of him. Their height difference already said a lot, and Cassian looked down at the little guard who took a safe step back away from him, still refusing to look into those dominant Amber-brown eyes of his that gleamed with a natural light.
The air in the cell instantly switched, and the tension that was amiss gradually enveloped the corners of the cell.
Madeline retreated back when he took a dominant step towards her. Despite her attempt to keep some space between them, the young lad was more hell-bent on closing the gap between them, and Madeline, misinterpreting his actions as a way of wanting to bully her, immediately drew out her sword, and it worked magic as Cassian stopped in his movement.
"Stay back!" She tried to pull a manly accent as she took a stance her head could come up with, "please be wary of your manners, or I shall be forced to use my sword."
"Go ahead, wow me." Came Cassian’s stunning remark as he continued with his witted movements, looking unaffected by the cute guard’s tiny threat.
Madeline, who failed to raise the blade at him, dejectedly moved back until she got stopped when her back hit the cold wall, and Cassian stopped in his tracks, leaving only an inch of space between the two of them, one that sent Madeline’s heart skyrocketing, and it became even more difficult to look at him when they were standing only inches apart from each other.
Was he going to flirt with a male guard?
"You’re not a real guard, and you’re holding the sword in the wrong position." Cassian’s tone simplified as he suddenly grabbed her arm, eliciting a surprised gasp from Madeline, and this time, she was left with no other choice but to look him in the eyes, her dark orbs staring into those alluring Amber-brown eyes.
"Did you forget? I can recognize your scent from any angle." His lips pulled into a mischievous smile as his hold on her arm loosened, and then it dropped slightly down to her hands until he held her dainty pretty finger in his. "Let us leave that for a second, if you wish to pull off a disguise, my little wife, you have to do it perfectly, and leave no traces." He caressed the wedding ring on her finger, reminding Madeline of another reason that gave her identity away.