To Zamond's surprise, she really sat there in silence like a meek lady.
But she was so quiet and so meek that Zamond could not help but swivel his head aside to glance at her.
Evianne, seemingly having been expecting that glance all along, gave a tender smile and, blinking her twinkling eyes, asked, "What's the matter?"
Zamond's face changed slightly as if he were caught doing something embarrassing.
Evianne concealed her smugness and handed the remote control to him. "Looking for this?"
Zamond did not know whether he should take it or not.
Eventually he took it and perfunctorily changed the channel.
Evianne lowered her eyes as a sly look flickered in them.
Moments later, she rose, found the medical kit in the cabinet, returned to the sofa and began to clumsily change her dressing
