"Oii! What do they call you? Is that genuinely an original artifact?"
Aditya pivoted his head, positioned squarely between the girl and the merchant, and directed his question at her. Despite the merchant's accusation, the girl maintained a cool demeanor, her gaze unwavering.
"I'm Imara, and indeed, it's an authentic artifact."
Imara affirmed, nodding as she delicately tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.
As Imara delicately tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, Aditya's heart skipped a beat, captivated by the beauty of her jade skin glowing like the light of distant stars and her eyes resembling the swirling depths of the Milky Way. Each glance revealed layers of mesmerizing allure, drawing him deeper into her enchanting presence.
"Hey, brat! What are you plotting with that girl? I knew it, you two are conspiring against me.."
