I stared him straight in the face. I could tell when someone was hiding something and this guy was. He was breathing so quickly and it was obvious that he was on guard. For a warrior, he was far less than composed. Unfortunately, I couldn't exactly interrogate him and even if I did, he wasn't obligated to give me an answer. He stared straight at me too and when the silence became uncomfortable, he gave a small bow. He was still as spiteful as ever and I felt a mixture of amusement and loathing for him. Maybe it was the way he acted all high and mighty for a lowly warrior but I just found it so difficult to like him. I had seen him only roughly three times but he already grated on my nerves. The way he walked, the way he stared defiantly, even the way he deferred to me and the way his name sounded made me dislike him. What sort of name was Asher anyway? I blamed my bad luck for running into him, now of all times. Was it not enough that I'd had to deal with the princess earlier in
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