"Maya, are you okay?"
That was Adam, after about ten minutes of us not talking.
We were just silent, looking at the flowing waters and the beauty of nature. He must be wondering why I had decided to withdraw out of the blues, for obviously no reasons he could see.
I turned aside to stare at him then.
He was looking at the environment, calm and composed just like Adam. As I always say, his tone was usually like he was talking about the weather, even when he had been bullying me, calm and composed, no stirring or unnecessary flow of emotion.
I wonder if that was because the king had trained him that way for the position he would occupy in the nearest future, or because it was just how he was naturally.
"I am fine." I answered, when all of a sudden he turned his face to look at me.
I sharply turned away before I had given my answer. It was nerve wracking being caught staring.
