Chapter 150
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Recalling how fruity her muffled singing felt that Masquerade night... And how lusciously mellow it was yesterday evening... the exciting sensation it evoked travelled once again through his spine, making him impatient with an electrifying desire to hear it again.
Answering her without intending to sweeten his true opinion, opposing the outrageous word she used to describe her sound, Zeleskiaz daydreamed as he took her hand unconsciously to convey his thoughts about its dulcet intonation.
"...It was not shallow in the least... Only sweet to the ears and powerful in its melody..."
"..."
Watching her anthracite pupils resonate with brilliance as her blushing cheeks infected her slightly hidden ears, he swallowed to continue the prose.
"Certainly befitting of its portrayer’s excellence... The Lady’s voice was maddeningly winsome..."
His eyes did not vacillate as his opinion was conveyed. Yet, her shy reaction showing scantly in her visage once more... had him in great trouble.
It was nowhere near to the fascinating upbrings of her lips in happiness, however, the faded and puny lift of her corners, demonstrated all of the virtue inhabiting her soul.
’Ah... Lady... Do not do this to me..... To think I wish you to not show such expressions only to abide by our agreement... It adds pain to this grief...’
The feel of a tantalising trembling of her hand was what ultimately made him release her. Carefully, like the flowing stroke of thin silk, his grasp weakened slowly to not let it fall into the irrespective air.
Zeleskiaz, then, excused himself for doing unnecessary grazing between them, fully aware that it was not permitted.