For such a young age, she was rather clever in her own right. She seemed to me like one that could handle herself in any form of danger. But it was better to be safe than sorry.
The little spit fire brought so much enthusiasm and entertainment to my cold and deadened heart without realizing. I've just barely a week with her, and somehow, somehow she had me wrapped around her finger. With her, my anger was nothing but embers, I felt my reputation (for I was known to be cruel and show no mercy) now soiled.
"If you are going to keep staring from the shadows at least, hide your scent." Aurora's voice pulled me out from my thoughts.
"It's good to see you are slowly getting accustomed to your other being." I commented as I strolled inside the room.
She scoffed and muttered a curse under her breath.
I move closer to where she was close enough to observe and far enough to not be caught unaware by whatever tricks she had up her sleeves.
