You're Stubborn Again

Eleonor found herself in the mansion's gazebo. She stomped her feet with every step she took as she walked towards it, sitting on the garden chair as she crossed her arms in front of her chest, pouting at the same time. 

"Stupid Devin... falling in love with a mere mortal who's his servant," she mumbled to herself when she heard familiar footsteps coming from behind her. 

Eleonor rolled her eyes slightly as she sighed, knowing who it was already.

She had been friends with the brothers and Ivar for a long time that she could already distinguish who was coming with just their footsteps. She found it weird that she could, but it's like knowing who's awake in your family when you hear various steps outside. 

She turned her back and her hazel eyes met Levin's. She gave him a small smile as Levin squatted in front of Eleonor, tucking some tendrils of her hair behind her ear.