Seeing that, Amanda's worries immediately disappeared. She took a deep breath, then reached her hand into the cage. Her palm landed right on the eagle's head.
"Very soft," she said spontaneously, showing surprise.
People were quite curious, feeling that the reaction was very exaggerated. Considering that she had slept with a silk blanket since she was young, there shouldn't be much that could be said to be soft from her perspective. If she said that, it meant that the eagle's feathers were indeed very soft.
She began stroking the eagle's head, her palm moving down its neck.
"You can take it to your room later and sleep with it," Arthur said.
Amanda knew that she couldn't do that for too long because there was a large audience behind. She withdrew her hand again and then, glanced at Arthur's hand on her waist.
Of course, Arthur really didn't have any bad intentions, he let go of her waist, then stepped backwards.
