Willa looked at those eyes and was mesmerized by how honest and thoughtful they seemed. It appeared to her like the young man in front of her meant nothing more than to hear why she was delaying her tourney. It was strange as not many people in her life were interested in her like that.
"It's the Tyrant King Siege time, and they closed all the gates yesterday. No one is allowed to leave for a week until it is over," she replied.
"So that's how it is," Liam nodded and said. "I am headed to the Trade Center soon. Want to join me? It should be interesting." Liam chuckled at his own words, leaving Willa puzzled. She soon recovered.
"Yes, I heard a hunter caused a commotion in there last night, so I wanted to check it out."
The smile on Liam's lips grew wider.
"When would you be ready?"
"In an hour," she remembered that she was still in her bathrobe, and a blush spread across her cheeks. After all, she was about to enter the bathhouse when she noticed the familiar figure.