章節 45: Good dose of tears

"Quite skilful you are with the sword to make me exert effort to catch you."

Exert pressure to catch me? Who is he?

"Who are you? Show up your face." She demanded. Her body tensed, not because of the threat or warning in his words but because he uttered them so close to her ear. His face hovered temptingly close enough to feel the warmth of his breath on her neck, blame on the tight, suffocating embrace of the curtain wrapped them inside like a cocoon.

Could he be one of the Hunan, sent to capture her once more? No, that couldn't be possible. The palace is heavily guarded due to the wedding.

"Where did the warrior earlier in you disappear? You were so hell-bent on thirsting for my blood moments ago?" Arazhan provocatively taunted her. "Hmmm?" His question came as a whisper. Her closeness was testing his self-control. His mind screamed at him to release her since she was unarmed, but his body refused to heed the rational plea of his mind.