"Are we done? Can I go back to my room?" She asked and watched as Arawn stood up. He brought his hand to her face and caressed her cheek, both cooling it with his fingertips and possibly his gift, as well as setting it aflame.
"No. We have some prisoner's to go see," All jest had left his features and his voice.
Arawn removed his hand from her face and pulled back, turning abruptly and left the room. Evanna stood there in a daze from what just happened. The princess knew she was meant to follow after him, but she could not help it. She stood on the spot, facing away from the doors he left through.
