Third POV—
Aerila gaze turned sharp. It wasn't because she had expected him to say this. The reason was his lack of fear. There was an unusual sense of superiority in his tone. The air around him was carrying his ego's reflection in it. If someone other than him had said those words to her, she would have killed them instantly. But with the person in front of her, she wasn't willing to take a single risk. It was an uncharted territory for her and obviously, the man in front of her was an unknown factor. The vines that he had given were the proof of his power. What if there was something that could trap her? It was best for her to not to make an enemy of him.
Aerila asked, "Fine. I am not going to ask you any further questions. You haven't given me your name."
The man smiled sharply. He replied, "About my name... you will know someday," he sighed loudly, "I think you should go now."
"Are you not interested about 'her' at all?"
