Evanna looked up at the prince and frowned; his mask had fallen, and she could see the amusement on his features and the gears turning behind his eyes. She sighed, placing her hands on each side of his feet and lowered herself to his boot, and pouting her lips. It will only take a second, then this will all be over! She tried convincing herself of her action. Arawn leaned further over his knees, his eyes widened at his miscalculation.
Just as Arawn was about to stop her, Evanna halted in her tracks and covered her mouth. There was a dead bug at the end of the leathery material also!
"Arawn! Please! I beg of you, don't make me do this!" Evanna pleaded, looking up at him with her big green eyes.
But the prince wasn't falling for her act. Instead, he tilted his head to the side. "You know your ultimatum, Evanna." He said calmly in his low baritone voice.
