She gently frowned. "Don't mess around. I mentioned before that I liked him at the time because I didn't see him very much. Of course, I recall him vividly."

"You are not permitted to use the word 'like' again." His gaze was icy and envious. "Continue."

She was depressed. Isn't this exactly what he wanted her to say?

Was she supposed to hide half of it now?

She enjoyed the Elven at the time, so why should she lie?

"That year, I met him twice. The first time was at the start of the new year. He came to my house on behalf of his parents to give some items....