Chapter 46

"What are you thinking?" Zerran's yelled at her when he got closer to where she was.

Aria hadn't even gotten close to where her dress was to get dressed. Every sweep of the wind in her skin earned her coldness. Though the glint of fire on his eyes darting at her. His rugged face and clenching jaw wonder her why he was reacting that way.

"I am thinking of having my leisure time in this part. What's on you like you want to strangle me to death," she asked; she was not in a mood to argue with him. She wanted to dress and have the comfort of the heater.

"You are the death of me, Aria."

His thumb and forefingers of his right hand pressed on the edges of his nose bridge. He remained in the position for ten seconds counting in Aria's mind. Zerran inhaled deeply that she could feel it. The look does not take off her face.

"What's your problem, Mister Treveno?" Aria brows puckered, trying to find t