146 A Losing Battle

Evanna glanced at her sides, registering the swords pointed at her. She clenched her teeth together when her eyes landed on the prince again and his smug smile. Maybe she should wipe that smile from his face. It had been a while since they fought, but this wouldn't be a duel for fun; Conrad was another obstacle in her way of leaving Direwood and searching for the gem. 

"I know what you are thinking. I wouldn't," Conrad said in a bored tone. 

Evanna eyed him from head to toe; his build was much larger, full of muscles and tattoos from what she could see of his nearly fully unbuttoned shirt. The arrogant.. She let her thoughts fall away because if she had his looks, then maybe she too would be as conceited. Though he needed a personality change. His dirty blonde hair had also grown out and pulled back into a bun, and his face..