(KRYSTAL'S POV)
"Good evening miss. Have we met before?"
"No," I say quickly, shaking my head. "I don't think so. I only recently joined the Veil."
"Ah…" he says, dragging the sound out as his gaze stays locked on mine.
He swirls the dark red wine in his glass before he brings it to his lips and takes a slow sip. His eyes never leave my face for even a second and I hate how intense it feels. Like I'm being examined under a microscope.
"Then why," he asks quietly, lowering the glass, "did you practically run away from me when I started making my way over to you?"
A short laugh escapes me before I can stop it.
"Me? Running away from you?" I point to myself, brows raised. "Oh, please. I was just going to get myself a drink."
I tilt my head slightly, deliberately looking him from top to bottom.
"And besides," I add. "I don't even know who you are."
He nods once, a small smile tugging at the corner of his mouth.
"Fair. I apologize for overstepping."
