Arlen Ayre Dathyra, Elfie Ayre Dathyra's younger brother, watched with a confused expression as his older sister hugged him tightly, checking to make sure he was alright and not about to die.
After a few minutes of reassurance, she finally took a breather before turning her gaze back to the most handsome and powerful man she had ever witnessed in her life.
"Thank you... you kept your word and saved my brother," she said softly.
"Sure," Damian shrugged as if it was no big deal.
"I don't know how I'm going to repay you for what you did today."
Without hesitation, Elfie placed her hand over Damian's as she moved slightly closer to him, invading his personal space.
She looked into his eyes, her face subconsciously turning slightly red in embarrassment.
Even though this was meant as a gesture of gratitude, it was the first time she had gotten so close to a man who wasn't her brother, and she knew Damian had a great interest in her.
