'Are you going to the carnival?'
Spinning around on her heels, her face paled out, his words stopping her blood flow and draining all of the colour from her skin.
'Are you?' She questioned him, not ready to back down just yet. She had to keep her composure, only problem was, she didn't know how long she could do that for before she curled up into a ball and feared her life away. But she had every intentions of not going back there as she studied the man before her, waiting to catch him out on something that would give him away for being Blade. Although, she wasn't sure if he even was Blade but that bandage on his hand that was covering his wound, a wound that sure didn't come from a cut from cooking.
'I am.' He looked her down, waiting for her to challenge him.
'And what are you going
