202 Unruly

She wanted to see just how long it would take for him to turn around and reveal himself. So Sylvy waited as patiently as she could. It was not until they entered the final hallway towards her quarters that he finally spoke up. 

"How was your day, my King?" he asked. 

She only saw his back view, but she could hear the grin in his voice. Sylvy looked around to ensure that no one was around them before she replied. 

"It's been a pretty awful day."

Finally, he turned around and looked her directly in the eye. A normal guard would never have dared to do so. But Ramas was different. He was never a guard to begin with either. His jet black hair matched his tanned skin tone and the light leather armour he wore matched his body build perfectly.