She had watched him disappear into the woods, wearing the kilt she had managed to create for him. Damn, he looked hot in it, his back muscles rippling as he walked away, his calves were also pretty to look at.
What was wrong with her gawking over the guy that was all but keeping her a prisoner?
Alright, it was currently a truce because he had a book about her species and she desperately needed information on what she could do and expect. She was obviously not a naturally talented sprite, since she nearly ended a treaty all by herself. So she needed help.
Yes, he had said it wasn’t her fault, but what else could it be? It all started with her splashing him in the face with a ball of water and ended with her escaping his angry charge.
He returned and put the thick, ancient book down nex
