"Yeah, I forgot, you need something"
She put down Andrew on the chair from her embrace and went to search something in the old house.
"I need something?"
Andrew felt the warmth was not near anymore and he felt the cold dead chair underneath him.
Getting down from her embrace, he again can feel the chillin cold wind coming from the window, and he shivered slightly.
Andrew felt the need to be close to it, he was missing the embrace of her's, the warmth of her's, the softness she had.
He decided to open his eyes now that the trust game was over, but soon closed when he heard Isabelle say,
"Don't open your eyes" in a serious, angry tone.
Andrew did not got any glimpse of what was in front of him.
He heard the sound of rumbling,
'was she truly finding something, in this junk?'
Andrew thought,
"Yes, this well do the work"
He heard her voice in the darkness, because of his one sense was being close, his ears was working very wonderfully, her voice which sounded pleasing even when he had his eyes and ears open, now when he had his eyes closed, her voice was hypothesizing, he felt hypothesized by it.
Andrew felt that his body was being covered by something, he did not touched the something to feel what it was, because he decided to give himself to her.
Because today, Isabelle somehow got his tiny trust in herself and somewhere now he was a little comfortable with her.
He felt her hand sliding down his knees and another hand sliding behind his back.
And again he was in her embrace.
"At least tell me before the lady pick me up"
"You ready?"
"For what"
"To fly?"
"What are you talking of?"
While Keeping his eyes closed he said.
Andrew felt her walking, then he heard the door being open in a slow movements, just like an horror movie.
"My lady, can you open the door without the ghosty movements, please"
Came his pleading voice.
"No, I can't, if I do so, then I won't get the thrill that I want in this moment"
A terrifying smile shining on her face as she held onto Andrew close.
"Do you understand, Andrew"
She asked looking at him.
Isabelle felt as she was holding a big cat in her arms, because of his appearance and his behaviours.
His small hands holding the back of her neck and shoulders. His brain trying to keep the eyes closed.
The hand which had the cut was on the back of her neck.
"Okay,
I don't get you, but anyway be gentle"
Outside the weather was Stromy one, the wind had its speed fast and a little humidity was present in the air. Andrew felt his hair move a little because of the fast moving wind which came his way.
'What a aroma'
Isabelle thought to herself, as the cut was just below her jawline. She can't help but get thirsty.
'This kid is just torturing me and nothing, testing my patience'
'wish I could eat him right now'
Her mouth felt watering, Gulping down the saliva in her mouth, she said.
"Yes, I will, if you are so willing"
'What! Why do i feel like this is a double meaning'
Then suddenly, he felt the wind being more fast, and it was little hard to breathe, but he did not felt the wind touch him directly, was he covered with a blanket?
But, the cold was this much that it was hard to bear even when he was covered with a old blanket.
His body eventually came more closer to her's and he hid his face in the hollow of her neck.
Andrew can smell the fragrance of her fragrance, the same fragrance he smelled, when he was on the carriage back then and when he was arriving here in the castle and the same fragrance, that girl had.
Floral fragrance
Back in his home town, he had a crush on a girl that girl was from rich family.
That girl would always come to met Andrew time to time and would joke or play with him.
He still remember her smile, that smile he found the sweetest, before leaving she came to met him for the last time and She forgot her ribbon at the spot, which by luck Andrew found, but now that ribbon was not in his possession anymore.
He never had the courage to ask her name and that girl never told him her name, but he would call her by the name red, because she wore everything red or it was a nickname for her.
They were strangers even when they were together.
He did not realised when that crush turned into love for that girl, he missed her, he wanted to see her, he wanted to capture that smile into his memories forever. She was so special to him that he thought about learning reading and writing to impress her and small buns for her to eat because she told him that sweet buns was her favourite.
A drop of tear escaped his close eyes, as he was hiding his face in the hollow of her neck, Isabelle felt the tear on her neck.
He wanted to smell this fragrance once again, once more due to this feeling he grew more closer to Isabelle.
Within his thoughts, he did not realised when he reached the castle.
Andrew fell asleep in her warm embrace.