"You, get the meal ready, Master is hungry."
"What are you all standing in a daze? Make haste." He commanded the maidservants one by one, and they swiftly woke up from a trance and moved their feet.
From the mirror's reflection, Zarniya saw him wear the white lace robe scattered on the sheet and get off the bed. His long jet-black hair and white thin robe danced in the air. He honestly looked so pretty despite looking disheveled, he must be prettier than the eldest.
Zarniya could not help but stare at him in a stupor.
He was instructing everyone on their duty, his expression was stoic, and his eyes were stern. The gentleness and warmth vanquish like they were not there before. He seemed like a different man this time.
Zarniya allowed herself to stare at him in a daze.
She was amazed how she did not want him and admired his beauty and was afraid of him altogether.
