Talking Terms

Locked in a contest of stares with his beautifully handsome man… I lowkey felt extreme relief and satisfaction that Fay was away. 

It's not like I had any doubt regarding her faithfulness. That man's looks, shining even on the gruesome backdrop of the battlefield, were simply too much! 

Standing before him and being stared down like that felt as if a picture-perfect character jumped out of the screen of my computer and tried to compare his magical feats with whatever I had accomplished in my just until recently boring life. 

But as small and insignificant as Claudy's face made me feel, I still had a job to do. And now that this prince-like guy introduced himself, I was obliged to follow suit. 

"My name is Peter… Peter Von Ziaq," I revealed after a momentary hesitation.