Chapter 988: The 'Servant'

"Begum Anput, you've returned!"

The Dogkin that walked into the dining area was quite the beauty, something that was made apparent the moment your eyes landed on her visage; some people were simply blessed with that sort of beauty, the jaw dropping and attention stealing genetics that simply reminded everyone else that life was often a cruel and unfair mistress who never gave a damn about you in the first place.

Bone structure that seemed deliberately chiseled in such a way that her smooth, flawless olive skin would be flowing seamlessly across her face, giving her an ovular canvas that was simply sublime in its natural state; her sharp, pointed brows were softened by her warm amber eyes, which glimmered like honey beneath the sun.

Her plump lips were soft and inviting, their involuntary and simple curl upwards brightening her expression even more, her bubbly aura trying to lure you into a state of relaxation and admiration.