She, His Enigma
And standing there now, tall and graceful, she looked like something pulled straight from myth—a goddess who had stepped into the mortal world.
“Ellaya,” Iden said again, his voice lower now, steadier, as he held her gaze. “You don’t need to be nervous, okay?”
She inhaled through her nose and let it out slowly. “I’m just worried they’ll think I’m cosplaying some cartoon character. Or worse, throw tomatoes at me for looking like a purple princess at a charity event,” she muttered, biting the inside of her cheek.
Iden chuckled, shaking his head. His hand brushed a lock of hair from her shoulder, fingers lingering.
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