Chapter 32

The anticipation levels were something else for Anna as she was awaiting Roth by the streamside. Their conversation the last time had ended with him promising to teach her a thing or two about handling a sword perfectly.

But then, she wondered if he had intended to get someone to do the demonstrations as he looked nothing like a swordsman. He seemed so calm that he looked like he couldn't hurt a fly. He looked very much like one of the children of the elite who couldn't afford to get dirty, as they would have their parents to deal with afterward. There just wasn't any trace of a warrior trait in him.

His charm was an undeniable fact. She had yet to see anyone that had it like he did. Lucian came close, but he always seemed to be too serious to let his charm express itself fully.

The wait was becoming uncomfortable as she soon found herself comparing Lucian to Roth. Why did he have to pop up in every single one of her thoughts? She soon heard some footsteps approaching hurriedly to whe