"I do want something from you," Slowly and casually, he enunciated each word as he leaned closer to her until there was no distance between them yet their bodies did not touch.
But Esme felt as if thousands of waves were rolling inside her body. Her sharp hearing picked up every minute detail from the surroundings. The dungeon was quiet and eerie and amidst the stillness, she could hear the sizzling sounds of the lava, his breathing, and his voice.
He had her trapped inside his arms and he was standing so close to her yet there remained a distance between them. He did not touch a single strand of her hair but still her heart picked up its pace as she pressed her back further on the wall. "W-What is that?" As long as it was not something impossible, she could give it to him in return for his silence regarding this matter.
Esme lowered her head. But if he asked something that she could not afford, then-
"Your name."
