Aveline did not move. Kael's words still hung in the air, sharp and unyielding.
Someone you should keep away.
She frowned slightly, her fingers tightening around the edge of the robe that she was holding in her arms. It carried that faint sandalwood scent that was warm and unfamiliar… lingering. She could have left it in his room, but that didn't seem… appropriate. She thought having it would give her a chance to thank him properly.
"He didn't seem dangerous," she said.
No one who looked that beautiful would be dangerous. Evil had a way of doing something to the appearance of the ones with corrupted hearts and souls, and it spilled over.
That person… was not evil.
But… dangerous? Could he be? He helped her, though, without even asking.
That was when Kael laughed. His laugh was not loud or even full. It was just a quiet, humorless breath that didn't reach his eyes.
"That is precisely the problem."
Aveline blinked.
