"They share the same eyes, eyebrows, and prominent jawlines. Those are the trademark of a Rocas." Amaya spoke with pride. "Donello and Yohan have the same eye color and eyebrows as them."
King Ralden took a few small steps until he stood before her. Amaya frowned because she felt that he was too close. She stepped back.
The king chuckled. "Are you scared of me little Princess? I don't bite." his voice was gentle and soothing. Amaya felt a warmth under her chin and she was forced to look up into his orbs that were the color of the obsidian.
"And yours as well, Princess. You have the eyes of the Rocas which none of your cousins have."
Amaya slapped the hand that was gently holding her chin up. She moved to the other side of the room pretending to study the photos of the other kings.
"If we have the same ancestor, why is your eye color different? Are you wearing contact lenses or do all kings of Ra-Iya have the same eyes as yours?"
