Part 4

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Lyra's POV

I can't believe this scumbag climbed up my balcony, how does he even know where I stay? I think while slipping on a simple short pink dress with some sandals that tie up to my calf.

I try to gather my thoughts before going back outside, and then I remembered that he saw the drawing I did of him, that was extremely embarrassing, I never meant for anyone to see it

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I try to gather my thoughts before going back outside, and then I remembered that he saw the drawing I did of him, that was extremely embarrassing, I never meant for anyone to see it... but the truth is, I didn't just draw him to remember his face, I think while sneaking a peek at him sitting at the table and swinging his blade in boredom, I actually find him very interesting, there's so much mystery about him.

I finally gather the courage to walk out and as I come through the curtains to the balcony he looks up at me, my heart race as his eyes follow my every move, I cross my arms nervously.

"Nice dress" He says and gets up from his chair, I try very hard not to blush again, I don't know why he has this effect on me. Maybe it's his mystique or confidence and the way he likes to be in charge and in control.

I don't dare to answer him as I'll probably fall over my words so I just wait for him to speak again.

"Do you want me to show you around?" He asks. I didn't expect that, and I'm a bit nervous to leave with him, but I've lived my life in fear and it's time to take charge on my life, and the truth is I want to see more of the city, but I don't even know his name and he expects me to just follow him blindly.

"If you tell me your name, then I'll come with you." I say.
He can't come here and disturb my peace and expect me not to know his name, and I feel like this won't be the last time I get unexpected visits.

"I'm Talon Du Couteau, you can call me Talon, there's no need for formalities" he says while removing his hood and sticking out his hand to me for a formal introduction, after a moment of hesitation I take his hand and softly shake it. It's the first time I see him without his hood on, he has messy medium-lenght brown hair and when the sun hit his eyes I could see them so clearly, they are a grey blue and look alot lighter then they looked hidden under his hood. He has a few scars on his face but they make him look even more attractive.

I notice how he clench his jaw as I took his hand, "I'm Lyra" I say politely.

Talon's POV

I already knew what her name was but hearing her say it made it sound so much better. We're still holding each other's hand alot longer than what is necessary for a handshake but I don't think she's even realizing it, as she's busy visually inspecting my face.

"Nice to meet you Lyra" I say with a side-ways smile, she quickly let go of my hand and says "Likewise Talon", my stomach twisted as she said my name, I continue to speak trying to distract myself from the newly found sensation in my stomach, "So are you ready to go now?"

"Yes, but can we please take the stairs" she said with a small giggle. I smile and nod my head, then we walked through her room and down to the tavern.
The lady who I spoke to earlier looks at me with raised eyebrows when she saw me, probably wondering where I come from or how I got up to the second floor. She wasn't the only one in the tavern who noticed us, this will be the first time I'm out in public with a female other than Katarina. I usually like to look professional and I don't like when people know what's going on in my private life but walking next to Lyra didn't feel strange at all, in fact it made me feel powerful. We made our way out the tavern and onto the street before Lyra finally asks "So where are we going?" I know she's been dying to know, I don't know her that well yet, but I can sense that she has a curious mind.

"I'm just going to show you around, we can start by the market" I say and motion with my hand for her to follow me.

While we walk she asks "Soo why was everyone staring at us back there, are you some kind of big shot in Noxus or what?"

"My father is a General which makes our family very important, but apart from my father's status, myself, Katarina and my father are also known to be the best blademasters in Valoran" I reply.

"So trying to rob your house would be the worst idea , haha" she says humorously, before asking again, "Is Katarina your sister?"

"Yes she is, we're very close and she's also the only female who I've ever been seen with, out in public"

"Could that be another reason why everyone looks at us ?" She says.

"Yes, I like to keep my life private, but for some reason I don't mind being out in public with you, although I probably should because I'm not sure if the general would be very happy about this" I say while rubbing the back of my neck, I look over to Lyra who's playing with the bottom of the white hood that she put on over her dress, I wonder why she feels the need to hide her face. I hide mine but only because so many people know who I am and I like to avoid gazes, but at the moment I couldn't care less about putting my hood back on.

"Why are you wearing a hood ?" I ask and before she could answer I ask again "Are you hiding from someone?

"No" she says "I just don't like when people stare at me"

"With a dress like this people are going to stare" I say while admiring her choice of clothing again.

"No it's not that... I just don't like my ears very much" she stops and looks to the floor. I can sense that it's a sensitive subject, but there's no way her ears could be that ugly for her to wear a hood all the time.

"It surely can't be that bad?" I ask and move my hand to her face to remove her hood, she pulls her head away from me... what was I thinking of course she won't just let me touch her.

"I'm sorry... may I ?" I ask softly, I feel like a idiot for trying to enter her comfort zone like that, she looks me in the eyes, it's like she's searching for some sort of reassurance that I'm not going to hurt her or judge her and then after a few seconds she finally nods her head in agreement. I move my hand to her face again but this time much slower. My finger tips touch her skin and hair softly as I move the material over her head.

I was not expecting this... I move her hair behind her ear, and say "They are absolutely beautiful".
They aren't long like elf ears but they have pointy tips and on the exposed ear is a piercing almost right at the top.

Her cheeks turn a rosy shade, I didn't mean to make her feel uncomfortable so I quickly move back. "Thank you ..." she says and moves her hands to put the hood back over her head, but I stop her "No... leave it down, if anyone looks at them I'll cut their eyes out" I say with a serious expression. She starts laughing and a small pig like sound escape from her she quickly graps her mouth with both hands and now her face is blood red.

" So you're half pig too now, Hahaha" I couldn't help to tease her, she giggles softly and start to walk forward again.

"So how did you come to have pointy ears ?" I ask.

" I was born with them, neither of my parents have them, but it's probably something to do with the fact that Karma blessed my parents with me, because they struggled to have children" she says while looking at some goods on display at the first stal as we enter the market.

Hmm Karma, that's not good... so Lyra probably comes from Ionia then. I've heard that Karma is very powerful and if she's the reason that Lyra was born then we could have a problem on our hands. I decided not to ask too many questions, I want to gain her trust first.
So while I show her a few places I just let her tell me what she chooses to share.

I had a suprising good day with her, and she's so innocent and naive, it's hard to believe that she could be a threat. I'll keep a eye on her for a few weeks more before reporting back to my father, I need more information first and truthfully I'm a little nervous about what he'll think about me actually talking to her instead of just watching her from a distance as instructed.



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