Chapter 130
Her eyes widened in surprise, not knowing where to place her lost gaze.
The Crown Prince had appeared unpredictably in her presence, in a tousled demeanour, with his hands and hair dyed on a red paint she could somehow recognise its source’s essence.
However, it was his painful expression, almost imploring her to not let her gorgeous true self fade from his visions that took her utmost attention.
’Fade...’ — She repeated inwardly, shocked at his choice of words.
The foreign soul pondered about the word for a moment and then blinked in confusion, noticing as she struggled to pull herself together the red colours invading his beautiful hair.
’... What happened?’ — She thought. Forgetting the personality she had previously known about the Prince and spontaneously giving freedom to her innate kindness, one of her hands lifted to touch the loose strands of hair leaning onto her, feeling sad for its beautiful shade being stained by an unbecoming hue.
Zeleskiaz lowered his head to watch her hand cautiously approaching and waited yearningly for it to catch a strand of his... Then, carefully shifting his head to reach her closing skin, the man placed a soft kiss on her delicate hand and rolled his feverish gaze to meet hers again.
’Ah... He’s... He’s doing it again... The seduction...’ — Completely aware of what he was doing, the Lady calmly stated in her thoughts, looking deeply into the interesting hues lurking his round pupils.
The way he kept his countenance close to her touch, hopelessly desiring its warmth, caused the Lady adorable amusement by his attitude which easily displayed in her visage with a gentle demeanour.
Witnessing her enchanting change he became short of breath, delighted by the sweetness of her being.
Zeleskiaz looked at her dreamy, happily abdicating before her eyes and spoke softly but sensually.
"Oh, Lady Marianne..... This time... Please..... Do not forfeit this kiss..."