Isla's POV
He stared at me for a very long time before taking a step towards where I laid. He then squatted down with his elbows resting on his thighs, his hands lazily clasped together before him. Even in my pitiful state, I couldn't help but notice the luminous gems adorning his oddly long yet graceful fingers.
He really did not belong here.
"What did you say?" He asked me all of a sudden. By the sound of his deep voice, I realized that he had come closer. I took a few moments before I was able to answer him. As the seconds ticked by, I was fighting to keep my eyes open.
"You l..look like an angel, th...that's all." I whispered with great difficulty. He looks like an angel yes, but from his actions earlier, I was convinced that he was something else entirely.
"How fitting." He murmu
