Evangeline kept her eyes on him as he looked at her. She took a deep breath, closed her eyes for a moment, and regained composure over herself. When she opened her eyes again, she sat there, resting her arms at her sides and away from her elegant face. She grew angry at his comments, but didn't dare to show that she thought so. But being herself, she bit her lip, hesitant to say what she was thinking. She decided to change the subject. "Do you-NO.", she trailed off, and began her small rant. "No, no. How do you handle this so calmly?", she asked, her tone sharpening. "You take it so easily. Why? What if we do end up being the Hunters? I've hunted animals..but people? Killing people, Jason? I don't think I can do it. How can anyone do it? It's absurd!..But..", she dared say it. She glanced left, and then right before finishing her sentence. "- we could fight it Jason..we could escape..", she whispered now, not wanting anyone to overhear. She tucked a long wave of hair behind her ear, and stood up. She quickly looked around, making sure no one else was there. After doing so, she walked outside of the room, listening to her surroundings for a moment, before stopping, and turning back into the room.
She brushed her knees off and walked two steps towards Jason, standing a little less than a foot away from him. She shifted her gaze from her feet to his face, standing still. "Do you think we would make it if we tried?" She bit the inside of her lip, and waited for his answer. She began to think about the ceremony itself. Sure, the role of the hunter and bound were all new to her, but she learned enough from living in the servant's quarters. They had been discussing it nearly every night now. Her thoughts drifted off and she thought about Jason. He seemed angry almost a moment ago, she wondered why. She watched his face, watching his jaw tense in anger, and his lips stiffen. Her gaze drifted upward, and she began searching his eyes for an answer, her eyes moving back and forth frantically, the pupils small from the little sunlight that was shining through. The dim glow of the rest of the room contrasted well with her skin, making her smooth, pale skin look even more flawless, and her eyes, even more cold, blue, and dangerous. Her hair fell in long waves at one side of her face, shining brightly in the sun, making her smooth locks look absolutely stunning.
(Sorry for the late posting, i've been really busy with finals.)