'Phoenix."
"Eh?" Zane cocked his head in confusion.
"My name is Phoenix, my papa named me hoping that I would not only be powerful but feel free as a bird and if anything bad happens to me, I would rise again. Like a Phoenix." His voice was light and airy like he was thinking about something nice.
Zane sucked in a sharp breath but he refused to dissect his thoughts at this moment, "It is a beautiful name. Phoenix. What? Why are you looking at me like that?"
Zane's eyebrow rose in curiosity, "Did I do something wrong?"Phoenix shook his head slowly, "It is the way you said my name. I like it, say it again." He moved closer as if he wanted to hear it again.
Zane abruptly moved a step back, his heart pounding faster. There was nothing in saying a name but something Phoenix made it seem as if it was something more. It was weird how nervous he suddenly felt. He shook his head, eyeing the prince in front of him. Was he teasing him?
