Anelisa

My bright face yield to more serious gaze as I drew back my attention on this maid who had to wait for Gary and I to finish our gestures.

“My lady, I fear the night grows darker than the shadows that dance upon these walls.” She swallowed, as though the words themselves might shatter the fragile peace which forms in my heart.

She always speaks in riddle and understanding feels like I'm solving a puzzle that I look absolutely absurd like she's a foreigner in my sight.

"What's ...