Gazing at the gorgeous girl sleeping soundly, King White's eyes couldn't help but fall on her delicate nose, glide to her dew-like lips, and rest on her snow-white skin. Her flowing hair spilled onto his legs, hands, and clothing... like a bewitching spirit ready to captivate at any moment. Even in her sleep, the overwhelming allure that emanated from her could not be suppressed.
She was like a ball of fire, burning directly into people's hearts from the beginning.
Perhaps amongst all the people he had met, he had never seen anyone like her, and so, unconsciously, his gaze settled on her, curious as to how a person could possess such a face.