"You are staring."
"I am not," Emira said quickly, trying to keep the bowl steady on her head. Her neck was already aching, but she forced herself not to move too much. If the bowl fell... she would receive some punishment... though he had not mentioned what today.
Prince Kael opened his eyes at that, his golden gaze sharp even in the dim light. "I can feel your stare with my eyes closed."
Emira's lips tightened and she stubbornly shook her head. "I am not staring. I really am not." She was but there was no way Emira was going to accept that.. "I was just trying to concentrate, so that I don't drop this bowl..."
Kael tilted his head slightly, as if weighing her words. His expression gave nothing away, but his eyes lingered on her longer than she would have liked.
Emira forced herself to hold her ground, even as her arms twitched with the urge to lower the bowl and run. She met his gaze stubbornly, refusing to blink first.
