Like a slap in the face, Luci finally kept quiet and didn't say much about Evan's cunning tricks that she didn't know about. "Okay, if that's what you want. It's up to you to describe what kind of girl you like. Is she as beautiful as a princess or..."
"She's beautiful, maybe prettier than any princess," Evan interrupted flatly. His reluctance to be friendly was used to prevent Luci from insisting and asked him to explain clearly the girl he likes because she was Luci.
"This is another slap," Luci whispered irritatedly to Evan. "Master, you know that beauty is relative, right?" Luci leaned forward with a mocking face on Evan. Maybe Luci had been provoked by emotions, because of Evan's stubbornness, or maybe because of the hunger urge due to the fragrant aroma that had filled her nose earlier. Quality meat where it was being cooked.
"I know. Everyone has a different definition of beauty," Evan replied lightly.
