A Garden of Longing
Anias lips curved into a smile. Her eyes were steady. She said "I will. Do not worry, brother.. Talk to her." Ania wanted him to go. She would. Enjoy the snacks and the view. Ania also reminded him that his guard was nearby. She said "If anyone dares to intrude…" Her voice was special. It was a warning and a little warm. This made his chest feel tight. He admired Ania. He liked the way she spoke to him. Anias voice was nice. It had a balance. The way she sounded was a little scary. She was being nice but also serious. This made him feel bad and think a lot. It actually made him want to do what she wanted him to do. The implied threat in her voice was still in his mind. It bothered him.. It also made him more determined. The natured but firm warning was still troubling him. It was making him think about what she wanted. The natured but firm warning was bringing him closer, to her goal.
