A loud hiccup followed as Aella realized she wasn't alone in the room. There was a male sitting right across from her.
The penetrating golden orbs staring right into her soul both confused and surprised her.
Another hiccup followed as her chest rose and fell nervously.
What was he doing here? Why was she here?!
She was supposed to be in the cell and not in a warm room, being watched by a dangerous male. Wait, was he even human?
Aella tilted her head with her blue eyes widened as she tried to get a better look at him.
Bane, he said his name was. A strange name for a young lad.
He looked to be in his youth, with his jet-black locks which ran down to his chest, almost as long as a lady's.
He was on a black tunic with matching pants and from where he sat, she could see he was very tall, maybe even a foot higher than her.
Was he really the slave boy for the demon? He looked too...powerful to be a meek slave.
"Do you need a glass of water?"
