“Actually, my Princess, that doesn’t count as a kiss. You just saved my life, after all. ”
Hadjar rose to his feet and shook off the dirt that had gotten on his wet clothes.
“And I still don’t understand why I did it,” Elaine snorted and turned away.
Her ears were so red that Hadjar had no doubt that, if he were to place Moon Beam on them, the sword would melt. In an odd way, his sister combined militant determination with the shyness of a homegrown princess. One day, someone would be lucky to have her... or, well, perhaps unlucky.
“I dare to assume, my Princess, that you did it because, without me, you won’t find your way out of here.”
Elaine ignored him. After sitting down on the nearest boulder, she tried to dry her hair. However, it only became more tangled and messy, which annoye
