Azer took Amara's hand and brought it to his lips, gazing affectionately at those purple eyes, he spoke in a gentle and dreamy voice, "You look lovely, my dear. How can you be so beautiful like this? I'm beginning to think that I should just lock you up in the room and cancel tonight's plans."
Amara rolled her eyes, "Don't exaggerate. I'm ordinary, and if people did look at me, it was probably because of this mark I had," Azer frowned at her tone. She smiled at him and changed the topic, "Is having a tattoo in Leymar common? I mean, no one seemed curious or disturbed at my face."
She glanced around and the servant who met her eyes all bowed at her like it was a normal thing to do. They were all skeptical and detached the first time she stepped foot in that place, but now they all held a relaxed expression and were treating Amara more inclusively.
