As if the god of silence had just passed by between them, no one spoke for a moment. They just stared at each other until Ezekiel moved forward.
Alicia subconsciously leaned back, finally realizing how close their faces were.
"Alicia…" said Ezekiel, slightly tilting his head as he gazed deeply into her eyes, leaning even closer. "Do you like me?" he asked, a glint of mischief playing at the corner of his thin lips.
The witch queen had her eyes widen for a split second but recovered immediately and answered. "Oh yes, Ezekiel." She blurted. "I like to punch you…" she continued, and like a lightning strike, her small fist landed on Zeke's jaw. "I always wanted to punch that emotionless face of yours!"
Ezekiel was pushed two steps back. Alicia's punch was strong enough that Zeke's lower lip bled.
Touching his lip with his thumb, Ezekiel let out a small chuckle as he peered at her. Looking amazed and amused at the same time.
