“Yes, forest green.” Her dark blonde hair was up in a messy bun today, and she wore a thick blue scarf around her neck.
“Are you saying that because trees surround you, or is that really your favorite color?”
“No.” She chuckled. “It’s really my favorite color. Yours?”
“Depends on the day and mood. I love colors.” I smiled but telling her now that forest green was my favorite too, well, I doubted she’d buy it.
“Okay, what is it today?”
“Forest green.”
She laughed and shook her head. She had the most beautiful elfin ears. Not that they carried a point at the top, but they were long and delicate. It suits her oval face.
She was still nervous, and I couldn’t believe that she’d never skipped class before. It was fun.
“Favorite holiday?” she asked.
“Christmas,” I answered.
“Why?” Her piercing green eyes, like her father, carried just as much curiosity about me as I had about her.
“Because it’s the one day that is peaceful.”
She nodded slowly, thinking about my answer. “So, I take it that your life isn’t peaceful?”
“I’m a bit of a mess.”
“No, you don’t say.” Her sarcasm dripped from her tone, and I chuckled. I looked away from those glossy, kissable lips as I wondered how they would feel against mine.
“Not what you think. I’m more in a rebellion stage, and I guess that is why my dad asked me to come with him? Make me feel useful.”
“Useful? You are eighteen. What responsibilities do you have to make you feel useless at this age?”
“Good question, but I’m afraid you are not ready yet for that answer.”
“Ugh, now you sound like my father.” She had the same gentle eyes as King Albert, and right now, they were slightly drawn.
I squinted. “What do you mean?”
She shook her head and huffed. “Nothing, forget I said it.”
It was a slip-up. Did she know about dragons?
“Please, I will die of curiosity if you do not tell me.”
She laughed. “You won’t. It’s just his job. Sometimes I feel he is not honest with me, and when I ask him straight out, he gives me that answer. That I’m not ready yet.”
Shit, Jako didn’t tell her? My father would not love this. “So, what does your father do?”
“I told you he has a high-security job that needs him in other places from time to time.”
“Three months?”
“Yes, three months.” She smiled. Her body and facial features changed. She didn’t look at me at all.
“You’re lying to me now?”
“No.” She smiled. “Why do you want to know?”
