"My Lord, please don't say such things. I have never made such a timid accusation. If I were to offer you frank criticism, I would state it plainly for you to hear. Being duplicitous is not my style."
Duke Qinghui's dear sister tilted her pretty face up slightly. Her beautiful, Fairy-like face was dazzlingly alluring, unconsciously radiating a bright, blissful glow. It was truly hard to imagine what kind of 'irrigation' she had received.
"Hey, Elf. You watched for an entire night, and this is how you speak to my Lord?"
Mephit, wearing only one of Westheid's discarded white dress shirts, came over stretching her graceful arms. The dazzling sight of her fair skin flashed in the morning glow. The Yonglan Knight brushed her hair back from her ear, her beautiful indigo eyes staring at Amithren as she revealed a wild smile:
