章 22: THE TRUTH ABOUT BRECKSON

"Terrible, what the hell is this?" Freislor watched it closely. The girl could clearly see a woman with a white face and tall stature. Her hands held a purple tulip and her eyes closed. Freislor's right hand accidentally knocked on the block of ice that confined her. That was made the woman's eyes wide open.

"Hah?!" she screamed. The girl ran away. However, the woman laughed instead.

"What are you doing here, little girl?" asked the woman with a smile. Freislor squinted one eye. The girl dared to approach her. They have a beautiful eyelock. And Freislor realized that, both women's irises were purple.

"Sorry, I didn't come here on purpose. I think, I have to go now," said Freislor while smiling.

"Why you want to leave now? Don't rush it. I never let anyone leave with empty-handed," the woman replied.

"Why? Are you trying to be mean to me?" asked Freislor with a curious face. She tried to be careful with what was in front of her.