Emira wanted to look away, but his grey eyes caught hers and held them, making it impossible for her to look away. It felt as if it had been too long since she had seen him. He had not come to meet her or even spoken to her since his return on the night of the rogue attack. A week... It had been a week.
Of course he would ignore her. His purpose in being close to her had been achieved. Ramona had gotten over her aversion to Prince Kael, and now they could seal their bond.
Even as she thought of all this, her wolf urged her to return to her work and ignore the ba*tard, she was unable to look away. In the end, it was he who finally broke the stare when Ramona spun and called, "Zen! What are you doing here?"
Hurriedly, Ramona hid the ceremonial robe behind her back and into the large cloth bag. "You are not allowed to see the ceremonial robe before the ceremony!" she snapped and then rushed to him and threw her arms around his neck, pressing her head to his chest.
