Chapter 13. Hypnotize

Aria’s POV

The wooden house was brightly painted in red and yellow, a stark contrast to the dull brown surroundings. It was also the biggest in the camp, so it only made sense that it was reserved for the chief. It had a low fence running around it, which I thought was quite useless since a little kid would have no problem getting over it. Purple eyes, whose name I didn't know and hadn't asked, led me through the fence and to the rear of the house. I stayed a few cautious steps behind, scolding myself for being scared of a small kid, yet making no effort to get closer.

"There," he said and pointed me in the direction of a farm. The farm, although small, was vibrant and looked bountiful. Leafy green cabbages, a few stalks of corn, and a large patch of tomatoes made for a harmonious color. And right at the center of it all, bent low with yellow boots covered in dirt, was a pretty young man.

I cast an inquiring glance at the boy. My fear of his vio