Silence set over again. Somewhere in the distance, a loud howl echoed and the crashing waves of the sea accompanied it, as Elanor just stared up at Aelioan. Her eyes were round with what seemed to be horror and her lips were half parted as she stopped midway of saying something. Was he actually saying what she ehard him say? She felt the cold metal against her finger and she looked down at the ring he slipped on her finger. A simple rign, with a central princess cut gem that seemed to be milky white and shone beautifully under the moonlight. A moonstone. Not too big, not too fancy. Something elegant and dainty.
Her eyes peeled away from it, looking at the man again, still rumaging her mind for something to say.
But before any words escaped her mouth, from somehwere nearby a very familia
