The clothe also has a crimson sash was knotted around her waist, and small gold hoops glinted in her ears. Her flaming red hair had been tied back loosely, with wisps framing her face, giving her the look of a tempest caught mid-swoon,wild and commanding, soft yet lethal. A silver chain wrapped once around her neck, a charm in the shape of a compass resting at her collarbone.
Alaric whistled, slowly circling her like a man admiring forbidden art.
"You're going to get me killed," he said with a slow grin. His tone was light, but his eyes devoured her.
"You like it?" she asked, lifting her brow coyly.
He stepped close, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. "I love you. But yes… this?" He smirked. "I like. This I'd follow into any storm."
She smiled, heart fluttering at how playful he was being,how warm. It was rare. And it was hers. She reached out and adjusted the collar of his dark tunic. "You look handsome, Captain."
