"What did you say?" she asked. She might have heard it wrong. Did he just say my queen?
"I'm waiting for you, I said. Is there something wrong?" he asked worriedly. When he approached her she couldn't focus. He had to make her more distracted by slightly tilting her chin so that she would look at his eyes.
"Are you alright, Ms. Sophia?" Simon asked in a soothing voice.
His eyes looked unreal. They were like dark orbs now that he was looking at her, with their bodies just inches apart, his delicate and smooth fingers on her chin. Sophia couldn't think of anything but one thought kept on invading her mind. She wanted to lean closer and taste those red lips just inches away from her.
"Do you want to go back to the dining hall?" he asked. His voice sounded hoarse. Much hoarser than it
