Meanmna: Book One of the Daearen Realms


Elwin clenched his fist and put it over his heart, bowing his head.

I couldn’t help but giggle at the pomp and circumstance. “What are you? A knight or something? And what’s with the disappearing act?  Am I going to learn how to become invisible? Are we going to a different dimension?” He smiled as I kept rambling. “Give me something to go on. I have a wild imagination and by the time I see you again, I’ll probably have convinced myself that I’m a fairy princess or something.” Still clenching the pillow tightly to my chest, I waved and circled one hand, as if to say, “anytime now”.

Elwin stood straight, crossed his arms over his chest, and looked at me intently. He was even taller than Mathew. Suddenly nervous, I started to avert my gaze downward. Somehow, I settled on his lips and lost my train of thought. I swallowed hard and looked into his eyes. He was smiling, having caught me in such a state of longing. He took a step closer, bent down, and brought his face a couple inches away from mine. For a brief second, I thought he was going to kiss me. But he kept moving until I could feel his breath next to my ear. That sent an involuntary shudder through my body. Slowly, he moved his breath from my ear, down to my shoulder, and back up to my ear. I tried not to show how much it affected me, but surely he must have noticed.

“Well . . .” His voice was soft, breathy, and torturously seductive as he whispered in my ear, “As a matter of fact, yes, I am a knight, or something.