Arawn. Arawn. Arawn. Arawn.
No matter how many times Khione uttered his name, it just felt so foreign to her.
Her eyes turned back to the owner of the name, causing her to bite down on her tongue to stop another gasp from escaping her lips. Her brain still had not managed to comprehend such beauty.
It was crazy how his features all clashed with each other, each competing with one other yet all worked so harmoniously together to make one final masterpiece. He looked like a prince in every form and Khione felt breathless just by sitting in his presence.
"You're Khione, right?" the pixie like girl sitting opposite Khione suddenly asked her. Khione had earlier observed the girl and had also deemed her as a non-threat. It wasn't because she was tiny, but rather because of her clumsy nat
