As soon as the queen left, Khufu looked at the girl again. He was noticing every minute detail of her beautiful face. Miso was aware of his constant gaze, once again making her uncomfortable and unhappy.
"You are truelly a spell- caster. You can bewitch anybody just by your face." Before Khufu even realised, the words had already left his mouth.
Miso was stunned at his words and frowned looking at him. "Is this how you treat your teacher?!"
Apart from the king, the priests and teachers were given the highest reverence. Since Miso was Khufu's teacher, she was furious at his unexpected words.
"Hmm..My apologies!" Khufu folded his hands and bowed in guilt, realising his mistake. The girl was making him say stupid things.
Miso looked at the gulity man and calmed down a bit. "Ok! What do you know about magic and medicine?"
"Nothing! It doesn't interest me at all."
"Why?"
