"How would I repay you?" Evanna whispered as she watched Arawn smile wickedly and his eyes gleaming mischievously.
The prince turned on his heel abruptly and spoke over his shoulder, "Follow me."
Evanna could only follow him as he led the way back to the palace doors. She turned her head when she walked past Anwel, relief was apparent on his face, but he quickly looked down at the ground. Evanna clenched her teeth together as she remembered Arawn's odd behaviour regarding Cedric and Anwel's polite manners towards her. For a brief moment, Evanna didn't feel like the prisoner she was; and she wouldn't lie to herself either. She had fun sword fighting with Cedric.
