Chapter (42): Wrench

While passing the corridor, Luna dove her fingers to Elizabeth's arm.

"What is that?"

Ell asked, gazing further where the stairs were dragging closer along with their pace.

"Describe the prince's figure once more."

Ell darted her a glare, her sister was bothering herself. Affirmative, she was as vengeful as herself but apart from everything, Elizabeth had described him three times since the morning. She did not protest at all. Fixing the flounce of her collar, she cleared her throat. Wearing a shirt like this was unbearable, she needed a simple one for such exploration.

"He is slender but has muscles, he sounds strong and brisk. His eyes are gray as icy as his heart, they are sharp and his eyebrows are thick like daggers. His skin is pale, has a bluish shade and his full lips are dark red. There is no light glinting on his face except his meaningful glance.

His hair is dark, I mean raven black not dark of other shades. His nose is actually too good for a man who is a combatant! Perhaps I must kick it to make him more manly. His expression is fierce and his aura is as cold as ice. You sensed it too, didn't you?"

Elizabeth asked in wonder, she didn't ask her how did she see his shadow!

"Elizabeth, his shadow was brighter than everyone I saw until now, the only nice and white shadow that gives me warmth belonged to you. But his shadow is brighter instead too cold, like a piece of moving ice!"

Luna was glad that Ell described patiently, that matter had her thoughts becoming busy the whole day, she was after a trace to find out what was wrong with the prince but she couldn't.

"I am dumb, sister! I don't understand this, you know that I am not that clever to unbox this mystery but I just can tell you that he is the weirdest person that I have ever seen, be careful if you saw him tonight, I feel that he is shrewd and crafty, holding tricks under those gloves."

Luna nodded, she grasped it too. She was keen to know if he would accept her wish because he coldly said, We will see and didn't show any sort of interest that could make her certain of him joining them.

"Tell me more, how is he clothing?"

Luna was after a pushover to enhance the limit of her imagination to imagine him.

"Ah, that's the scary part, be watchful, we are near the stairs."

Elizabeth fastened her grip over Luna's arm and they halted.

"Wait, give me your cloak, it is disturbing you."

She took the cloak and assisted her sister to descend the steps. Her eyes followed Luna's feet.

"Yes, I was saying! They looked like murderers and thieves. Their uniforms were all black leather type, long unique boots that had many shuriken blades had kept in pods. Actually, I like them too but they are too hazardous and deadly."

Luna frowned, the court had been cultivating a bunch of killers as knights to protect themselves, she wished that they had enough compassion to protect other people and their land not only the Nobel folk.

"Their cloaks are thick and heavy, hoods were concealing their faces."

As she said that, Luna heaved a frigid breath out of her lungs, it sent a biting cold down her spinal cord, making her fingers numb despite having the gloves on them.

"Did I scare you?"

Elizabeth scowled, she did not mean to make him a terrible epic demon but to her, the prince Bolingtone was just like a demon, now even additionally because he was the culprit that damaged Luna.

"No, thank you for describing well."

She offered her an implanted grin.

"I am thinking about that wolf. Who was it? Possibly, it wasn't a werewolf because they take the young human girls as booty to be their mate!"

"Maybe it wasn't a male? The wolf sounded like a werewolf, as big as them!"

Luna guessed.

They put their feet on the floor. Elizabeth gazed at the left side and saw Margaret.

"Wow, Lady Luna you look like an angel."

She praised.

Luna was wearing a simple white dress that had blue beaded and embroidered laces on its skirt, following the textile underneath, while the chest line and her collar were all lace with flower patterns. Elizabeth chose that dress, possibly to make Vanessa burn out of jealousy that no one was as beautiful as Luna in the whole Greenwood. And she was right.

"I made her up, look at her hair! I think she must let her hair fall around, loose hair looks amazing on her. I pinned the corner and front strands to the sides so the disturbing whiff would not spread them on her face." Elizabeth said, excitedly and was proud of her work.

"You did well, Lady Elizabeth."

Complimented Barbara who just came out of a room. She looked perfect too, dressing her hair up to reveal that she would no longer be an unmarried woman.

"What about me? I know I am a sample of a wild cat but at least wish me luck, Ladies!"

Elizabeth guarded, her right hand sat on her hip and she figured, closing her eyes, showing them her side profile.

You little Kittle monkey! Do you even need compliments when you are always amazing? Margaret told it in her mind.

"Alright, alright! You look good and I pray that the gods bring light to your dark path so you will return safely with abundance to help our lovely Luna."

Did she just pray for Elizabeth or did her path become delightful? Elizabeth thought to herself. She couldn't understand what she honestly asked from the gods.

"Yes, don't wrench around, milady! Stay close to Ryan." It was all that Barbara said.

Elizabeth slouched, did they underestimate her?

The entrance door groaned and then drew back. Ryan came inside to inform them to get out, ready to leave. The moment he rolled his head up and his eyes met Luna, his heart shivered, he didn't remember if he ever saw her like this.

His heart was kicking so hard, the blood was rushing faster through his body. No living creature could be nonchalant toward her beauty and he would miss it to be by her side. It was a pain, a sharp annoying thorn in his eyes but he was leaving because of her, to repay his debt to her.