Roxanne stared at the male in front of her and she spat at his feet.
"You can't touch me Rheagar. You can do nothing to me."
The silver haired male nodded and smiled with an eerie tilt of his head. His eyes were glowing and power was flowing out of him, but it never got to her.
It always stopped just short of reaching her and as much as she was confused about that, she was elated.
She was standing in front of someone. Someone she wanted to protect and someone she owed half her heart to.
She really didn't know why she felt that, but she just did and it made her feel a strange sense of protectiveness towards that person.
She really couldn't see his face well but she could see the way he stood in her mind, like a gallant king, unafraid and unashamed.
He stood behind her, but he might a
