Chapter 25. Anxious for the sight

Evan didn't expect her to turn suddenly in halfway. Even though he had quick reflexes, his foot was already floating in air and was about to crash on the floor whose step can't be avoided.

Aeinshia understood they might collide with each other, so she tried to lean back lightly out of instinct while her hands stretched in front to stop him crashing onto her.

But everyone knows she was no match for his strength, as he crashed onto her small hands, because of the sheer force, she lost her footing, resulting her to fall down.

Aeinshia closed her eyes in despair and was ready to accept her fate. Two seconds later, instead of the cold hard floor she imagined, she fell into a pair of warm and strong arms and following it she heard a great thud~ sound as if something was fallen.

She opened her eyes in confusion. She blinked and realised that she was in his arms and her face was pressed against his chest while his back pressed onto the ground.

Just as he fell on her and she was going to crash on to the floor. Evan grabbed her into his chest and turned them around. He straight up landed on his back on the ground with Aeinshia pressed to his chest. Their legs tangled in awkward manner.

She could feel his hot breath on her head. He was holding her so protectively as if she was some precious gem which could easily break if it fallen on to the ground.

Her heart raced at an alarm speed hearing his heart beat. His body was warm against hers, his breathing and heart beat deep and slow exactly opposite to her shallow and fast heartbeat.

Aeinshia held her breath and hoped he wasn't able to hear her heartbeat which seemed too loud for her ears. This was the first time for her to be this close to him. She wanted this warmth to stay with her forever and wished to stay with him for eternity.

His embrace was comfortable which felt like an irresistible intoxication.

For what felt like a good time to stay in his warm hug, she cleared her frenzied mind and mouth trying to break free from him, "uhh... Evan", her voice low, but high enough for him to snap back to reality and release her tiny waist.

When Evan saw her about to get toppled over, he immediately wrapped his strong arm around her small waist and pulled her into his tight embrace out of impulse.

He could hear her racing heart pulse and her chest heaved as she took shallow breaths. Her hot breath tickled his chest passing through his silk piece of clothing.

It felt so good to embrace her petite frame. It reminded him of his childhood days. When Aeinshia was still a child, during their afternoon nap she used to hug him to sleep since it was her habit to hold onto something to drift into her Dreamland.

He wanted to take this situation to his advantage and let her stay in his arms to his hearts content and finally told himself to not to let her go till she asked him to.To be told the truth, he wished for her to not to let any word and just silently stay like him.

That was a perfect moment for him, he could smell the fragrance of her long raven black hair who got same hair color as he. It was a fragrance of herbaceous with a natural smelling unlike those artificial smells. Her thick locks are shining with luster getting exposed to the sun. He didn't want to leave her and stayed still like that till she called him.

He immediately released her from his grip, got up from her and offered a helping hand to her. He couldn't take off his eyes from her face this whole time.

Her cheeks are as round as her face. They turned rosy but now not only her cheeks, but also her whole face turned red. He was happy to know he was the reason for her to react this way.

"Are you sleeping well these days? ", he asked unknowingly reminiscing the past when she couldn't sleep without holding his hand during their short nap.

Aeinshia stood dumbfounded at his question, she didn't understand why he asked this question to her out of nowhere.

Evan saw her astonished look and muttered in his heart, she was too young back then, so she must have forgot it.Of course, he couldn't himself claim that she held onto him while sleeping and the worst part was, the opposite party doesn't even remember. So he decided to divert her attention.

"Go and change into it. It's a gift for you", he told her trying to drift her attention to other and on this process he let the rat out of his bag and announced that he bought this dress for her. A crease formed at the end of his eyes noticing he admitted something he didn't want to. It felt embarrassing to admit himself

Aeinshia's lips immediately curled up when she heard him, but she wanted to reassure herself, "Is this DRESS really for me? ", she asked in a serious tone and gave a huge emphasis on the term 'DRESS'.

Evan didn't respond to her question. It was already hard for this cold prince to accept he bought the dress for once and there she goes, asking him again even after hearing him clearly just to please her ears.

Aeinshia raised her eyesbrows meet his and saw his serious look. 'I am not in the mood to joke around', was written all over his handsome face. That's true, even though he looked angry, he looked so handsome with those exquisite features of his.

Don't take him wrong. Prince Evan loved Aeinshia very dearly. More than everyone in this world. And certainly more than anyone could imagine. But, he can't do everything she expects him to do. His pride and insecurities were huge. He also wanted to express feelings but, the little voice in the back of his head always stopped him. The cold hearted prince image was his defense mechanism. He simply didn't want to admit feelings though, he never seemed to bother but, displaying it publicly was something which he can't change immediately.

He was simply like the bread that Seazle empire was well known of. A hard bread with sweet filling. Some effort is needed to crack the hard bread outside before you enjoy the sweetness. And once the sweetness is unlocked you don't care about the hard bread. As they say, the kingdom and everything surely represents the people who run it.

He immediately guided her into the room indicating her to change the dress and went out of the room.

Aeinshia saw him to leave and went to lock the door.

Though he felt bad for pushing her and was worried about what she might be thinking about him, he was standing out there as curious and expectant as ever, waiting for her to see in the dress, the scene which he dreamed of numerous times and now, one of his numerous dreams was becoming true. He should only wait few more minutes to watch how she looked wearing this dress. His expectations got very high with each passing second and with each passing minute.

This is the second time in his life waiting for someone. The first time was when he came back to his kingdom Seazle . He was unable to contain himself at the though of seeing and meeting Aeinshia after 6 long years. He missed her each single day when he studied in City Valencia. He wrote many letters for her whenever he missed her intensely and waited for the day to meet her and give those letters to her after confessing to her.

And now, for the second time he was waiting for the same person, outside of his room.

While Evan was becoming anxious with each passing breath, Aeinshia, inside his room stared blankly at front of the dressing table holding onto the dress.

She didn't notice it before, but on a deeper look, the dress has a same color as her eyes. A slight smile replaced her thin lips looking at herself in the mirror with the dress on her hand. It looked so beautiful just by holding on her.

She was not sure whether the dress fits her or not, but she appreciated his kind heart to get a gift for her. After all, her love bought it for to wear, so she shouldn't be too petty minding these minor details.She really couldn't wait anymore and wants to slip this dress on her.

She immediately discarded her current light pink dress and slowly, and lightly put on the blue dress, as though even a little hard push on it might rip the dress. She wore the dress as delicately as ever. She then noticed her slightly messed up hair and immediately combed her hair with his comb. Probably, because it was his comb, she felt it so soft while brushing her hair.

She then rushed to the door thinking she took much time while dressing. She unclasped the lock and opened the door. As she thought, he was roaming around the corridor outside the room.

When he heard the unlocking sounds of the door, he thought, 'good that you didn't take much time to doll up', he murmured in his heart and swiftly turned around to see her. He was not to blame. He was anxious for the sight.

It was not like what he expected.