One. Two. Three. Seconds pass.
Finally, I have met a person who dares to stare directly into my eyes more than a second. The queen people are afraid of, stands across me with a sword in grasp, her dress drenched in blood, and she has a cold gaze displayed on. So, it's true she encountered assassination just now.
Tight grip upon the sword screams how furious she is after meeting the assassins. Her posture is straight as she holds her head high. It is as if she is ready to go to war in any second. The sight may be unpleasant one for others as they mentioned, but for me?
Damn. This woman is captivating. Those grey eyes remind me of the moon. There is something alluring in her gaze; it feels as if she is sucking my soul out slowly. "Settle down" Her voice echoes. Causing my heart to race up. Even her voice is breathtakingly appealing. Unexpected.