Elise stared at Ian after her question. His handsome face was colored with shadows and the yellow light which came from the flame in the candlestick placed on the desk. His long hair was kept untamed and freely fell over his face, giving him a casual look.
While watching him, Elise saw how Ian's smile turned broadened his eyes crinkling with amusement as of wanting to praise her but suddenly a frown appeared on his brows which she noticed. "I smell blood, did you hurt yourself?" asked Ian to her.
Elise wondered if she was hurt as she didn't feel injured since she entered the room. Yet as soon after Ian's question, Elise winced, cold sweats breaking to her face where it turned painful that Elise had to clutch in the surface of the sofa.
