Lord’s Favor

Elle felt chill running across her spine. Her entire body froze and her eyes narrowed. The man in front of her smelled heavily like alcohol, this could be a reason why he had acted so brazenly. But why mention her pink hair?

Elle yanked her wrists only to feel the man's hands on her tightening even worse. This time she glared at the man who had gotten too far, "Let go of my hand." She demanded, ordering the man instead of begging. "I know nothing of who you are and it's extremely rude to suddenly grab a lady's wrists such as this." She didn't know if it was rude but she knew it was painful as the man had a bigger body mass than her, his grab also felt as if he had done this so many time before.

"You say rude? Even though you are even ruder than this?" The baron accused.

Elle raised her eyebrows, "I know nothing of what you are talking about."

"You might not know but I can remind you of it!" The baron twisted his smile.