Angered

"Definitely a damsel but obviously not in distress" she nonchalantly replied, not even caring about how she would sound anymore. The man chuckled at her response, nobody has ever dared to speak to him like that, she was the first one. Bold, he thought "That's right," he sat down beside her "May I join this damsel then?" Elva rolled her eyes "Why ask when you're already seated?" she took a sip from her glass not looking at the man. He was surprised again, instead of getting angry he was smiling, amused and intrigued by her humor. "Oops, my bad again. I just wanted to join the pretty lady" he ordered himself a wine, his eyes raking over her body. The dress she wore was classifying her curves so perfectly, that bare milky back was right on the view. She probably wasn't married and is currently in a very foul mood, he could tell that much from her attitude and responses. Not that it truly mattered to him what had gotten her this angry or the way she was nonchalantly replying to him, his in