Chapter 64 - FOREIGN ARRIVALS

SUNLIGHT was pouring down the youth sitting in the garden. His silver hair appeared soft to the touch. His pair of purple eyes were like glistening amethyst. His gaze was downcast, his silver eyelashes casting a shadow on his cheek. His delicate white skin has a faint blush because of the morning sun. His fingers were long and slender with distinct joints. It looked incredibly beautiful against the black cover of the book he was holding.