"Come in after a minute," prince Cargan instructed after meeting her blue eyes without cringing unlike others when they first see her multiple-shaded blue eyes.
Although, there was a glint of something he tried well to conceal. Something she saw.
It was disapproval or disgust. As if all the shades in her eyes were soldiers wielding pointy arrows to puncture his comfort. He did not like them one bit, Afina noted.
Indeed, the prince was a disliker of colors and she was a walking bomb of one.
Made her wonder why he wanted for her who possess a lot of his dislikes to come work closely for him.
As if her eyes were the only thing he wanted to see by asking for her to look up at him, he walked back in the direction he came from.
Afina's eyes were fixated on him as he entered behind the blinds. She could examine his back frame now since he wasn't looking.
