Anastasia pov

　　"Well, I have to admit... the little show here, you touching the necklace, was surprising! What do you think the crystal will awaken in you, Anastasia?" Rowan asks provocatively and curiously, his tone a mix of sarcasm and genuine intrigue.

　　Rowan leans against a tree trunk, crossing his arms in front of his body, the pretentious smile still on his lips. His relaxed posture is a defiance of the gravity of the situation as if he's enjoying a game ...