Queen Of Thieves
Before I start, I would like to point out that Lara is the main character. She is short, pale, has blue eyes and short black hair. And I would like to warn people ahead that there will be some mild language in this chapter.
It was night, a large city didn't sleep however. The streets were busy with excitement and fun, people near by played instruments and danced. Lara, a young seventeen year old, wasn't in a dancing mood. She pulled her hood over her face and walked into a tavern downtown. The tavern was busy as men and women ordered drinks and food. Some costumers eyed her as she walked in, she attempted to hide every part of her pale body. It was a daily task that would wear her out by the end of the day.
She walked up the bar and asked for a glass of water, the man looked at her weird but shrugged his shoulders. He turned away as she looked at everyone in the room.
A tall large man caught her eye, like she caught his. He had fluffy white, maybe silver hair. His violet eyes locked on her as he smiled wickedly. She turned away from him as the bartender placed the glass in front of her. She kept her eyes down to avoid eye contact, another daily task that wears her.
"So, were you from?" the man with the violet eyes was now standing next to her, he smiled down at her as if he had something planed.
"Around, I travel a lot" she tried not to look at him, she only looked at his hands. His fingers covered with rings. And blood.
"Ah, same, yeah its kind of nice traveling alone…sometimes" he smirked
"I never had any trouble with being alone" she shrugged her shoulders and kept her eyes on the water in her glass, she could see his reflection. He was smiling still, he scratched the back of his neck.
"Really? You're telling me you never wished of having someone travel with you?" he placed his hand on her shoulder and slowly turned her body towards him.
"I'm not looking for a traveling partner, look somewhere else" she pulled away and held her glass tightly. He chuckled as he took a step forward, she took one backwards, she moved her eyes until she saw his feet and watched them closely.
Not wanting to deal with a jackass, she turned and left. Not knowing that he was following her closely from the shadows