บท 295: Volume Four: Chaos of the Mundane World, Chapter Eighteen: Interaction_3

"Your Excellency, thank you for the gift; I quite like it. I never expected Your Excellency to have such remarkable taste, considering women so thoughtfully," said Katya, who no longer bore the wildness of the previous night. Her cherry lips painted red, her nose delicate as a flute, her eyes, like pools of ink, danced with hints of laughter. "It seems that your reputation in Cyprus is well deserved, no wonder you can so easily win a lady's heart."