There was something maddening about the way he spoke, that continually drew her away. Away from the desire to remain aloof.
You were like that, once upon a time. She did not know whether to laugh or cry at this realisation.
And the continual tug of war taking place between mind and heart was draining her.
Maybe there's no harm offering a little more than these superficial remarks. Indeed, clamming up was proving to be a draining task, especially in the face of his red cheeks and stammering.
"Oh, that's quite common, I assure you." SHe replied casually, looking ahead. "I don't think I can safely say that I've a grand plan myself, and I've had the benefit - or is it curse - of at least a decade of experiences more than yourself."
That had been the closest ounce of truth she had uttered since she first laid her eyes on him. The light in her eyes flickered furiously as she grappled with the enormity of what she had said.
Relief and regret raged on as she held the reins of her horse tightly and clucked her teeth to urge it onward. This is too tiring... maybe I should just leave. But almost immediately, she could hear an echoing laugh - not a pleasant one at all. If you had wanted that, you shouldn't have asked him to name you.
Yes, there was something irresistible about being named by someone that one couldn't just walk away from. That, and his boyish mannerisms.
With a sigh of fatality, she rolled her eyes at herself and shook her head, as if the vengeance of doing so would eradicate her inner turmoil.
"Are you any good with maps?" She thrust the parchment to him the captain had shoved at her earlier. "How far do you reckon we are, away from our destination?"
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