Chapter • 91

♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Elaine ⋅• ♱

Two beats later Asra’s voice could be heard.

"Come in," she said loud enough that I could understand.

"In the way?" I asked as I opened the door and put a part of my face to spy.

The red eyes stared at me and a smile soon sprouted on his lips painted with a reddish hue, reminiscent of the color of the cherries we had seen on one of our walks.

"You never get in my way" she said and with a simple gesture with her hands, a chair was pulled to her side "come, sit, what brought you here?"

I controlled myself so as not to jump towards him and sat on the chair crossing my legs, one over the other.

"Um... I... I was thinking about the dance" I said as I looked at my own feet.

"Oh! Did you choose what to wear?" Her eyes shone with expectation and I realized that this was the first time they expected something like this from me. They expected... that I would make a decision - not that I would act specifically and that simple detail made me smile.

"Actually..."