Knight by RA. Gil Page A

looked quite fitting for him. It gave him an air of elegance somewhat.
    She looked around and saw that they were attracting too much attention. Gazes were directed their way, curious and shocked. Valeriana looked up at him with a panicked expression and she saw him narrowing his eyes at her.
    “I'm sorry.” She apologized once more.
    “I'm fine. Stop apologizing.” He said, annoyance lacing the tone of his voice as he picked up a book Valeriana never noticed. “I should’ve listened when they told me not to read a book while walking. Should I have been aware, I would’ve been able to react properly.” He muttered to himself.
    Valeriana raised a brow at his monologue.
    “And why are you indiscriminately swinging your weapon? That is a major offence against the rules!”
    “I didn’t exactly have a choice.” She said. The way he said it had been offending, and he looked at her funny. “It wasn't my fault you weren’t paying attention.”
    He looked somewhat taken aback as he continued massaging his forehead. It was starting to look really red . . . and bulging.
    He growled and made a face as if preparing to tell her off. His eyes scanned the clothes she was wearing and said, “Who are you? You do not look like a student. What are you doing here in the academy?”
    “I just sort of . . . ran in here. I didn't know.”
    He glared at her. “You didn't know?”
    Valeriana opened her mouth to explain when she heard loud footsteps and loud voices. Glancing once over her shoulder, she tried to run but was stopped when the guy's hands circled her wrist and held her in place.
    “Over there!”
    “I'm sorry . . . can we do this later?” She asked, trying to wretch her hand away from his grip.
    “Tell me what you're doing here.” He demanded.
    “Now is not the time for this!” She exclaimed. “Damn it! Come on!”
    Seeing as the man wasn't willing to let her go, she dragged him with her and began to navigate through another corridor. She absolutely had no idea where she was but it didn't matter. What she wanted to find right now was a place to hide. She was already tired from so much running and her lungs were craving for air.
    “I demand you let me go this instant. I desire not to mishandle women.”
    She ignored him and focused on finding a good hiding place. The place was scarily big that she hoped it would hopefully play to her advantage. She allowed her eyes to rake across her surroundings and found a small, open door that led to a dark and dusty-looking room. Valeriana dragged the guy with her but was halted when he refused to move.
    “What do you think you're doing?”
    “Isn't it obvious? Hiding.” She hissed and yanked him forcibly that he stumbled on his feet.
    Valeriana dragged him into the small, cramped room and pushed him into a dark corner. The girl closed the door behind her as quietly as possible before she squeezed herself in a tiny, cramped space between some old chair and a table.
    The guy didn't look pleased at all. “Why did I allow myself to get dragged into this nonse—”
    He was cut off when Valeriana clamped a hand over his mouth and shushed him to keep quiet. A crease of anger appeared between his brows and he glowered at the girl threateningly. If looks could kill, she would probably be buried six feet underground already.
    They heard a chorus of footsteps echoing outside the door. Valeriana tensed and she felt the guy glaring at her harder. She listened closely to the conversation outside until he decided he wasn't willing to put up with their little game and yanked the girl's hand away from his mouth. Fortunately, her pursuers were gone.
    “I will not get involved in silly trifles such as this.”
    “Shut up and keep quiet!” She hissed at him. “Keep your damn mouth close for a second. You're the one who wanted to come!”
    “Does being dragged and forced to keep quiet come from someone who wanted to come , woman?” He snapped.
    “Well, you obviously didn't want to let