Bab 80: 2.80 The miserable fight

Cressida smiled on how he spoke. He was straight forward. The way he spoke showed anger towards her.

"Looks at you are angry at me for whatever reason." Cressida said. "I am Cressida Dragomar." She then added.

"Dragomar?" Aiden said with knitted brows.

"I don't think you have heard this name before." Cressida said.

Aiden remembered reading history about all the kingdoms. He remembered the Dragomars were wiped out a long time ago.

To confirm she was telling the truth, he asked where did she come from. He knew Dragomar were from East.

"Where are you from?" Aiden asked.

"East." Cressida said.

Aiden guled and faced Aella. She was unaware of her. He again faced Cressida. He was staring her. Her golden curls. Her honey eyes. Pale skin. Everything was same as it was written about them.

Looking at his perplexed expression, Cressida said. "Are you trying to read me?"