She brushed one of those soft strands away from her face and then curved one side of her cheeks, "His lordship did this to my hair." But then as she said those words, a flicker of orange flames glowed in the maid's eyes and Isadora clasped her both eyes together, thinking she was hypnotised but then she opened them again and saw those flickers gone already. She paused and then swallowed her words but brought them back as she pretended not to have seen what just happened.
"Just like the same thing he did to his. He said he likes it that way. White rather than black and purple rather than black." She smiled and suddenly turned her head towards somewhere else. She could not keep this shock anymore. What did she just see? Orange eyes? Why were they so similar to Elvis's?
