"There would be no point in poisoning you." Evanna stilled the cup, letting the warm contents flow down her throat. "Where would be the fun in that? Now, how did a lady such as yourself start to sword fight? Was there a motivation behind this?"
Evanna lowered her cup and let her eyes look at the liquid as she pondered. "My mother knew how to fight, so it was only right that I knew. Plus.." She trailed off and scanned the pergola, taking in its beauty and not the beauty of the elf who had not taken his eyes off her. "I was always.. too free-spirited. I prefer the outdoors, and such a hobby let me be."
Arawn chuckled, "Are there not other hobbies you could partake in that warranted you to be outside?"
"There is only so much horse riding a girl can do," Evanna smiled as she remembered Axel's concern the first day she escaped from the palace and the breaks they took for her.
