Zavian smiled when he saw the letter.
Zavian was not a tiny child anymore. He had grown up to be a young lad, tall height, pale skin, red lips, sharp jawline, sharp nose beautiful and gentle and yet deep as ocean eyes.
A more at the corner of the left side of his chin.
Perfect body shape, he was much healthy in this life rather than his old one, and why not after he was well-fed and looked after in his life, his skin also glowed showed that he was living in a good condition.
His little prince was still sassy and straightforward. Some things never changed and he liked it like that, this only made him want to meet that little prince even more he wondered will the prince still behave rudely with him like that he did in his last life when they met for the first time?
Nah, Zavian does not think that in this life.
