Elara stiffened. As if her mind and her body had lost connection with each other. She only snapped and shot up on her feet when his hands moved lower and reached for the strap of her dress.
She glared at him and pointed her hairpin at him for warning. Though it was just a pin, the way she was holding it showed it was a sufficient weapon for her to kill him. And she would not hesitate to do so. His eyes narrowed. Only a trained knight could have such quick reflexes.
"I mean.." he smiled softly and stood up meeting her eyes, she did not move, but he did. But he did not attempt to touch her again. But that did not mean his heated eyes were not enough. For some reason, Elara felt bare in front of him. "You should change your clothes. The clothes for maids did not suit you anymore."