The young girl hadn’t been seated at the window for very long, before the tones of a masculine voice stole her attention. She quickly glanced over her shoulder to see a man of black and gold complexion. While he was familiar to her, she had never specifically spoken to him and was generally undisturbed by his presence. Or at least, until he started in on her and where she was versus where she was supposed to be. A tiny huff caught in the back of her throat as his joking tone went over her head. She rigidly turned back to the window for a moment to sort herself out. She really wanted to tell him to mind his own business, but that would have been rude. Talyssa came to the conclusion that the proper thing to do was to admit that he was right. Because, well … he was. “Yeah,” She said glumly, slowly turning to meet his sapphire gaze. “but I don’t want to.” She knew that what she wanted to do didn’t really have much to do with what she had to do. But maybe it would buy her some more time trying to talk about it.
But when he came to sit near her, he made a comment about how pretty the castle's views were. Some of the best he’d ever seen. That caught her attention. Yeah, she knew the castle gardens were very pretty. Other places, she knew nothing about. “Have you seen a lot of places?” She asked as if they were something that could just be listed off. However, she suddenly became genuinely interested in what he had to say. But before she gave him an opportunity to answer her first question, she set to unload more information on him. “My name is Talyssa. Or just Lyssa. Or Lys or Lyssie. Sometimes Taly …” The girl said proudly as she recalled what she was called most often. But most importantly, she was after what she could call him. “What’s your name?” She asked definitively, looking up at him expectantly.
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