Present-
She stares at the man in front of her in disbelief. No way was he, Aslan. The boy she knew was too shy to even look into her eyes, let alone speak such things. What happened to him? Or rather what she did to him.
“ Aslan please, I know I did wrong-“
“ 20 seconds remaining, Princess. Are you sure you want to spend them begging?”
She gulps. Staring down at her feet. Her vision was hazy. What to do? She can’t just strip, but then thousands of lives were at stake. She can’t be selfish right now.
Gathering enough courage. She moves up her fingers to her dress’s zip. Her fingers trembled, and her eyes were moist.
He stays silent, not saying anything. And she keeps her eyes closed. As beads of tears fell down her eyes like a waterfall.
He wasn’t stripping her of her clothes.
