Do you hate it?
Since his peculiar relationship with Lyn started Rhys realized how much he had fallen for her. Even in this situation where he is trekking through the woods after being chased down all he could think about was her. The others have probably gone to a safe place, he needs to hurry up and meet with them. A deep sigh passed his lips as he slumped against the tree.
How annoying, he wanted nothing more than to crawl back into those sheets and hold her tightly. Recently it appears that Lyn is becoming more fond of him too. Though there are days where he catches her spacing out, it isn't as often as before.
His thoughts broke off when he hears footsteps and he frowned. He is quite sure there was nobody in the area. Is it an enemy? Before Rhys could pick up his weapon a familiar woman comes into view. His eyes widened when he saw who it was. A girl with long wavy black hair wearing a gorgeous midnight blue coloured off shoulder western dress. "Lyn?"