Yet Ian didn't moved his steps played in the edge that had Elise's heart to flip inside her chest from the nervousness on his behalf. Ian replied, "Hm, a hundred years ago, I think, years passes fast and no one took note on it." and a chuckle broke to his lips as if he recalled something, "Well, the people from a hundred years ago had died so I doubt anyone know anything."
"Master Ian." Elise called his name, a certain fear shake her voice she tried to keep evenly. When she saw Ian turning her body slightly toward her, Elise watched how the sun that were orange in color colored his the side of his skin in a vivid honey color. His black hair he let down flew amongst the wind blowing to his face and somehow, Elise could find his freeness that was a different side than Ian who sat on the courtroom a few hours ago. Yet there was something alike in the two side.
