He Got Angry

Her wings tucked tightly behind her, Anastasia was playing the perfect hostess as the king and queen sat on their thrones and greeted whoever came to them. They had delegated the entire duty of being a host to Anastasia and Ileus. if only they knew that Ileus was least bothered. 

Wearing a purple dress that was a sleeveless shirt stitched with long pants that fluttered at the ankle as she walked, Anastasia looked… beautiful. She had tied her hair on the top. Two tear shaped diamond earrings flanked by amethyst shimmered with every ray of light falling on them. They formed a lovely pattern on the skin of her neck. When Ileus was not being the host, he was staring at his wife. Right now, he was standing at the bar along with Kaizan. The two were leaning against the counters, watching their respective wives. 

"Ara looks like an interesting character," Ileus said as he sipped whiskey from his crystal.