"What are you doing here?" Anna questioned, glaring at Leon like she wished him to vaporize.
Leon held up a thick leather bound book. The bold silver print on its spine read "Ruins of the East" then he held it behind him.
"It's a library, Princess." He said, an arrogant smirk plastered on his face. "I assume you know it doesn't belong to you."
Annoyance welled inside Anna like a volcano about to erupt. "Well, you've got your book, you can leave now."
Leon looked at Ray. "What was that you said?"
Anna's heart jumped to her mouth. Did he hear? How much of our conversation did he hear? Oh my goodness, the plan failed before it started!
Nervously, she swallowed her worries and pretended not to care. "Oh yeah? What? Is your fragile pride hurt?"
Leon touched his chest. "Fragile pride? Now I'm hurt. Also, I was talking to Ray."
"You don't get to speak to him anymore!"
"You said you're nothing like me. Mind explaining what you meant by that?"
