"Alright, Sunshine." Elijah was against the wall again, leaning his back against it in a seemingly relaxed yet a little unsettling stance. "Since you are the first to ask me that question, I think I am obliged to at least answer you."
His grey eyes that were the only ones fully visible to Elle in the dim light were glinting with an intense light. So intense that Elle could not help but feel the pressure of it under her skin.
"But first… I guess I'll have to question you one last time, Princess Elle. Do you really want to know?"
Elle could not help swallowing. For some reason, she felt the unease growing within her. A weak warning bell echoed at the back of her head, telling her there must be some kind of consequence if Elijah ends up revealing the answer to her question. And the way he asked that question was just so suspicious.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!