She frowned her brows in confusion. She did not know this man. She could have sworn he was King Eric. But his voice, it was nothing she had heard before. Deep, strong, baritone.
Her chest heaved heavily between them, while his breath was normal. Like he did not just avoid all her strikes at him.
He looked down at her amused at her tactics. Still holding her, he removed the hair that had fallen over her face. His eyes took in her beauty. The light breeze brushed her hair softly.
Her lips were parted as she breathed, and her eyes stared at him with utmost curiosity. His lips twitch up. He liked the curious gaze she gave him.
The only thing she could make out of him was his large body. She could see nothing. The angle he stood at did not allow the light from the castle to fall on his
