Aya's POV
Enikil set us down near some trees away from the road. Looking up to him I smiled, as I let go of his body. "I can't believe how nervous I feel." The words came tumbling from my lips as I licked them nervously. Taking a few steps away, I wrapped my arms around myself.
Standing there, he stared at me a few moments with a soft smile on his lips. He stepped toward me and I didn't shy away when he rested his hands gently on my shoulders. "You look stunning as always. But there is one thing I'd like to do for you." with a twist of his wrist, my hair was in soft braids on the sides of my head, and had been pulled back into a single braid in the back. The single braid was interwoven with small seed pearls. Even in my hand as I examined it, it was extraordinary.
