I was restless not knowing who was causing me so much astonishment, so with trembling arms and legs I got up very slowly and with my back to that frightening individual, when I turned around and looked at that man I chickened out to see that his robe had the coat of arms of the hunters.
He tried to get close to me but every step he took I would back off one, I was sure that and he was saying something as he tried to get close, but the beats of my heart were so strong and fast that it capped my hearing and, I was so scared, I couldn't stare at his face.
My eyes were filled with tears, the fear of death had taken my thoughts and with it came the question of whether I had enjoyed the most of this life
I was trying to slowly walk away by taking steps back, but the hunter was insistent and at the same speed as mine he was trying to contain me.
I had concentrated so much on running away that I forgot about the lake and ended up falling into it on my back. The image of a wonderful landscape from one second to the next turned into a place without oxygen, and full of small fish that were swim scared around me.
Couldn't emerge, i was trying in every way to go up, but no matter how much strength and persistence I had, the result was the same, and to get worse was running out of air.
The water flooded my lungs and the feeling was terrifying and agonizing, my vision was getting blurry, and at that very moment someone started pulling me up.
As I came out of the depths of that lake the dizzying and uncomfortable glow of the sun that reflected in the water came straight into my eyes, so I closed them trying to defend myself from that unpleasant sensation, until I realized that someone held my waist tightly. And there he and I were, outof that showy lake.
With my eyes adred, I was able to see my protector. My body was being pressed against his, his hand approached my face and his attentive, slow touch took a few wet strands of hair off my face.
When I opened my eyes completely I was able to contemplate every detail of his face. He was stunning, his eyes were gray, but if you looked closely like me, you could see little black dots, your hair was dark just like the bottom of that lake. Every detail in it was delicate and at the same time tempting.
The silence between us brought me strange sensations, I could be all wet that still felt an intense heat just by being in your arms. Unexpectedly a loud noise moved away from us, he quickly looked away from mine and I, well, was forced to do that too.
A noise came up and suddenly that man let me go and let me sink again, why would he save me and then leave me to die? It didn't make any sense.
When I was sinking I could see that damn coat stamped on your blouse, the man who saved me was the hunter who made me fall into the lake. I had no idea how many moments were going on, but again he came swimming towards me and pulled me up.
Trying to get the air back I tried to get out of his arms, but he held me even harder.
- You don't seem to know how to swim, so if you want to get out of this lake alive, don't do anything stupid - He said he was holding my waist firmly and staring at my eyes, tell me how it's going to be, you want to get out of this lake breathing or with lungs full of water?
He was completely right, I had no choice but to entrust my life to him. That was frustrating, I hated being the damsel in distress and to make matters worse my hero was a murderer.
- Take me to the shore of the hunter lake and then let me go my own way – I spoke with revulsion in my voice and look.
He contracted his jaw by perceiving the judgment in my gaze. His thumb caressed my lower eyelid with affection.
A touch so soft, able to make my eyes close with pleasure, I only opened them when his words reached my ears.
- If I were here to hurt you, I wouldn't be stopping your drowning – He stopped with that soft touch – I think even if I was here to hurt you, I'd be incapable of that terrible mistake.
An embarrassing silence remained between us, but for me in particular, that silence was the cause of my heart beating faster than ordinary and making my lips tingle begging for a kiss.
He stared at me with those dazzling eyes and he nared toward the shore of the lake dragging me along with him, even though he was afraid i'd never get lost in that look and not even know what made him so special, as soon as my feet touched the ground I started running away.
I was about to go back into the woods, but my useless heart told me to look back. The hunter was only a few feet away from me, afraid of him reaching me I tried to go even further fast, I turned my face forward and that's when I came across a black horse that was tied to a tree trunk.
I didn't know what was it was more adored, whether it was my face or my torso that seemed to have a rock on it. When I managed to control my breathing it was too late, the hunter came up next to me, he crouched down with a silly smile.
As he lowered himself he could see how his breath was panting, yet he dared to express that mocking expression that brought me much fury. Realizing my gaze stared at her, the hunter made a slight move with his hand that invited me to hold her, even though I was frustrated, I stood up with your help still contemplating her irresistible gaze.
-How can it be possible for a lady to need to be saved so many times in just fractions of minutes? - He said producing a laugh with loud sounds and exuded provocative noises.
Already standing, I straightened my robe and stormy raised my eyes to his wishing more than all to have a concrete answer.
- Anticipating my polite response- said with an obvious sarcasm amid the words- I do not need a savior even more one who carries stamped on his chest a symbol of so much death and injustice- Pronounced with displeasure.
His face changed with my unfortunate comment and now I was left to look at that contracted jaw and eyes full of anger, I did not get goose bumps from what I said otherwise I was very proud of myself for saying something so brave to a man, after all he did not even know me. A long exhalation he gave and approached with his gloomy face.
- The lady cré be better than my person and judge me since you were in my presence, all in just a few hours - he has taken another step in my direction - but know that the injustice of his judgment against me is also a dissimulation of his person.
- You do not have the audacity to address me in this way – I decried these words with the purest anger and when I was about to conclude he approached even closer, the hunter was less than a foot in front of me, his eyes full of darkness showed his hatred for me.
- Audacity is gives its part to judge me being that his own father carries this symbol - his jaw contracted and his arched eyebrows presented me a new expression:
Complete fury.