|
11-25-2012, 11:23 AM
Cecy, suddenly sensing a foreign presence, whirled with sword in hand. Nedakh, seeing the beginning of the action, just barely jumped out of the way. "That'll do, Highness; I like my head on my shoulders, thanks."
Her brown eyes widened. "Eltos, I'm so, so, sorry! You startled me, and I was sort of in fighting mode..."
|