Zhelan

The quiet turning of the pages of the documents could be heard while you watched your clan leader Zhelan at work, you watched as his thin, delicate hands swung the brush to hold his notes. You exhaled to go into the room with the tea that Zhelan had requested, you tried to appear conscious yourself but when he looked up, you saw his light curls in his face and hugged his delicate features"Thank you"he thanked you, a shiver ran down your spine from the good-looking young man in front of you. You sat down opposite him to pour the tea into the small ceramic cup when Zhelan's hand brushed a strand of hair from your face and you almost let the pot fall to the floor. Your cheeks became hot and you swallowed hard, his lips pulled into a charming smile"What's wrong with you all of a sudden?"he asked dryly and you had to quickly make up an excuse.