“I can’t get up. And neither can I get Anne to get you tea or anything, so you can make yourself comfortable as is.” She added, eyeing him from the corners of her eyes. She watched him shortly glance around her room. There was no reaction on his face. He simply looked around. Zala didn’t know whether she should be offended or not.
“Do you care to explain why you decided not to make a request to meet me formally and decided to sneak around like this?” She questioned. It wasn’t that she was not glad to see him. In fact, she was thrilled beyond reason. And it annoyed and startled her. She merely had to look at his face or have him look at her and she felt the stupid urge to blush.
She fancied him. She was attracted to him. His face was one reason, but then there was how the two almost alway
