“Let me go.” I pushed the guy away and held my hand on my chest. My heart was beating so fast.
I saw his brows furrowed while looking at my hair. I covered my hair with the hood of my cloak and took a couple of steps away from him.
“What are you doing here in the forest? A little girl like you shouldn’t be here. This is not a safe place for the likes of you,” the guy said and took off the hood of his cloak.
My eyes darted to his faded undercut hair. I was amazed by its color. It was a metallic silver. It was my first time seeing such hair color. I wonder if it was natural or he just dyed it. My eyes travelled down to his thick brows, down to his long lashes and to his aristocratic nose. And last one, to his lips. How could a guy look as handsome as him? He looked like a prince, well
