"You gave me quite the scare, sweetling," he teased.
"Trust me, I was more afraid than you are," Sierra said as she gasped for air.
She could still hear her heart pounding in her chest. The fall was terrifying yet exhilarating. She was not quite certain what to make of it. But at that moment, all she could focus on was Alistair. Under the moonlight, his features were illuminated. He was wearing his mask, keeping half of his face hidden from her.
The eyes are the windows of the soul.
Sierra did not know where she had heard that from, but she knew they were right. Looking into the King's eyes, she could see a different world in them. She wanted to get to know him better, she wanted to understand the thoughts that flowed through his mind.
"I think I deserve a little reward for saving your life, sweetling, don't you agree?" Alistair broke the silence between them with a cheeky statement.
