¬ Fashire
The look on her face was priceless.
I fought the urge to smile, which proved to be very difficult as her shock turned into a frown.
"What is the meaning of this? What did you just do?"
I chuckled, not sure what I should do with that question.
Watching her so skittish was entertaining.
I had not entirely planned to shut the door like that, but it was necessary before she disturbed them with even more questions.
And the castle had surprisingly responded to my will faster than I expected.
That old fool had not been using this authority to his full potential.
She turned her attention to the door, as if trying to read and understand what had happened. My smile waned as my gaze drifted to the slight distortion of her hazy frame in the water. Imagination was more than sufficient to fill in the blanks.
I frowned, fighting to focus on her face before I quickly averted my gaze.
