She didn't realize when he pulled them out of the bath, but when she opened her eyes, she was in his arms as he carried her out towards the bed. Her body was covered in cotton cloth. Her hair dripping wet. The cold air made her shiver but he sat her right before her fire over a cozy armchair before leaving. She turned back to look at him as he dried himself with another cloth. Her eyes fell down from his face to his body.
How could have such a big frame? He hardly ate, and he hardly worked like the soldiers she knew. How could someone living in an abandoned castle, in the middle of a dark forest be so gorgeous and healthy? Have such a good frame...her eyes stayed over his biceps and she gulped staring at them. Suddenly realizing she was staring for too long she looked away feel hot air cr
