I walked on, my head held up high as I approached him.
I told myself I wasn't going to think of the fact that I was naked.
I didn't care anything the bastard thought.
In a blink of an eye, I snatched my dress and hurriedly put it over my head, concealing my nudity.
I immediately ironed out the imaginary lines on my dress and glared back at the sick man.
He was still there dumbstruck.
It gave me little glee to know that I had shocked him.
He thought that he could get a hold over me.
Threaten me.
I proved him dead wrong.
Immediately I walked to my horse even though I was still dripping wet from the lake.
I could his eyes boring into my back.
I ignored it hastily and hurried off to where my horse.
"Get the hell back." He snapped at me.
I ignored him as I climbed into my horse.
I looked over the pompous bastard that he was.
He stood in front of my horse, blocking my way.
I gave a laugh.
