Jasmine looked at her body, which was reflected in the mirror. She didn't see any major changes and still looked ridiculously beautiful at her age.
If it was not for her bad temper, the people around her would even find it comfortable to be around her.
However, Jasmine didn't think that she had to change anything about herself. If there was something, the only thing that she wanted to change would be her appearance, because for her, her body that reflected in the mirror was not enough. She wanted to look younger. She didn't want to age.
She hated those supernatural creatures that could live for a thousand years without experiencing any changes in their appearance. How unfair the universe toward them as humans. She was bitter.
"Commander, Jasmine," someone called her, as they knocked on the door and this cut her line of thought off. "Everyone was waiting for you outside."
Edited by: Anshu_Bangaram