The tension, fear and panic at the thought of having to share such an enclosed space with the man who was currently flaunting his upper body, seemed to stab Zelyn. She tried to calm herself down. "You lie."
Axel, who still had a straight face, stared intently at Zelyn who he knew was afraid after hearing his words. "It's up to you whether you believe my words or not, Princess. I won't bother with everything."
"While you're thinking about that, I'll go get some wood and dry twigs for the bonfire because it's getting dark soon. The fire will be out soon, anyway." Turned around to leave the woman who looked full of a million worries.
