Joanna looked up at the face before her eyes. The candle that burned in the candlestick that he held allowed her to see the outline of his face clearly.
He was calm, staring at her in stillness, as if he was not surprised that it was she who came to disturb the calmness of the night.
Joanna knew that she had to explain to him the reason why she was standing before his room, disturbing his rest. But for the passing moment, she just stood there, facing him in silence.
The pale moonlight that seeped through the window behind her cast a shadow on the features of the man whose wavy hair let loose above his shoulders. The piercing green eyes that stared at hers intently did not waver when a wave of night breeze blew from the cracks of the windows that were built on the white wall that sturdily stood along the long corridor.
"Willing to see me in the eyes now?" His deep, low voice streamed in Joanna's ears.
