Why is someone so beautiful exist?
Is she still human? Or is she a goddess?
Why is it always the beauties that always get the attention?
Beauty always won in the eyes of others.
Is it because they are pleasing to the eyes?
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Feeling the presence of someone in front, Nesrin merely glances at Zephyr before turning her attention back outside the window.
"You have such beautiful eyes that I want to gauge it and take it as souvenirs."
Mary: This f*****g Psycho! ヽ(╬゚◥*◤゚) ノ
Zephyr's lips turn even wider after getting the woman's attention.
'Now, that feels much better seeing her staring at the handsome me.'
“Do you know I can take your life before you can do that?”
Surprisingly, she replied in a calm but the words that left her pinkish lips would terrify the hearts of the weak and made them strong Zephyr speechless.
Unfortunately, the person in front of her was Zephyr who had encountered different types of threats in the past.
"You speak such interesting words that it's intriguing. My name is Zephyr. Do I have the honor to know yours?"
Nesrin did not answer but Mary did.
"My lady's name is Nesrin Dawn. You should remember that."
"Mary! The name is a very powerful tool to have. We don't casually give it to others. Never do it again!" Nesrin scolded.
What if someone with a malicious heart used her name with ill intentions?
"I'm sorry, my lady!"
"It's alright. Just don't do it again in the future. Some people don't deserve to know our name."
“How dare you! It is your honor to state your name in front of the Prince!” A girl in red dress chimes in, her long wide sleeves flutters.
Nesrin frown.
"It is my choice to say it or not," Nesrin responded.
A prince? Even I also is of royal blood. We have the same status!
"How dare you intervene in my conversation?" Zephyr turns to the girl.
After the girl in red spoke, Zephyr saw the glint that flash through the golden eyes of Nesrin's. It was only for a moment but it feels like Nesrin looked at him as if he was a competition.
Not only that, in that mere seconds, he notice that she was looking at him probingly as if she's trying to guess how strong he is.
That look for some reason gave him the chills.
'Our eye level is the same, but why do I have the feeling that seems like I was the one looking up and she's the one looking down at me?'
What is this feeling?
Before Zephyr could continue thinking, he heard someone scoff.
"Royals and nobles are no different from common people. One with a higher status and privilege while the other works harder than most. We are all one and the same. We are humans but you look at commoners as if they were bugs." Nesrin spat out with a sneer. She was looking at the girl in red with a disgusting expression.
It depends on how you live as a human though. But to be honest, we need more good people in this world. But it seems like, nasty people had dominated the world and they had such long lives. The good always dies first.
"Really, having born in such a good and rich family has its perks. You don't have to worry about wasting your parent's money."
Bold and truthful words left Nesrin's mouth. And having said that with such a laid-back attitude she exuded a charming appearance.
Without hearing any reply, Nesrin ignored her.
The young woman in red dress was flustered and angered after being ignored by the trio and getting scolded by Zephyr who she admired too much.
Zephyr looked comfortable as he converses with them, but when it comes to girls like the girl in red, he would be very uncomfortable.
Maybe because they didn't look at him like he was a coveted thing like those other girls do.
And as much as possible he would 'politely' shoo them away.
Maybe because they didn’t look at her like he was a coveted thing like those other girls do.
And as much as possible he would ‘politely’ shoo them away.
'What did we do wrong? And what's so special about this Nesrin person?! He had known us for years!'
Zephyr put his seat beside Nesrin and sat down while propping his chin at his palm. His dark eyes roam to stare at the sleeping face of the golden-eyed girl. On the other hand, the maid named Mary stared at him with the intention of slicing him up if he stared at her master more.
It was so funny that he cannot help but smile at Mary to teased her.
'It's amusing but it's actually cute.'
Such a stare is refreshing. It's been years since Zephyr saw someone without any malic and covetous look beneath their eyes.
Those girls gaze at him as if he was a thing that they could possess. They leered at him every time they saw him. Some of them purely wanted him but the others are disgustingly obsessed with him.
'However, these two looked at him in a normal way. It was her first day but she actually slept while the instructor is teaching. How daring.'
Well, you cannot save yourself from any danger just by reading poems and learning literature, HAHAHAHA!
If I have a sister, she would probably look like her. Unfortunately, god has given me a rogue brother instead. -_-