she heard a voice from behind her, turning around she saw a man a black attire that accentuated his perfect figure.
She gave the man a glance turning back to face the painting, she didn't really absorb his face and was just so concentrated in this masterpiece.
"Yeah" she replied admiring the picture.
"Do you understand the painting" he asked looking straight at her back that was facing him.
"Yes a bit I guess" she replied her eyes still on the painting.
"Why don't you explain it for me then, I don't quite understand it" the man replied from behind her with a smile on his face, he was enjoying this conversation.
"It's actually quite easy to understand, I think this picture shows the struggle of a leader" she said raising her hand to touch the painting.
Making the guard who was to take her to her to her chamber breath hitched, 'did she just touch the precious painting in front of the Lord, was she seeking for a death sentence' he thought in his head silently praying for her.
"Ohh you think so" Damian asked smiling in his head.
"Hmmm" she made a sound in confirmation, "I think this smaller peaks are the subject, then then the highest one their leader" she said using her hand to show him the one she was talking about.
"But if you notice, the highest peak is held by a fragile base, I think that shows the internal struggle of a king..." Elisa continued but was cut off sharply by a high pitched, razor-sharp blade like voice sounded.
"You" she screamed with loathing in her voice.
Shocked Elisa turned around to see where the scream came from and she saw that tall beautiful woman from earlier, standing there looking at her with intense hatred in her eye, she was shocked to her brim seeing the look on the girl's face, she looked like she was going to kill her in the next moment.
"Slut, you have just arrived and you are already trying to seduce the Lord, what kind of vixen are you" her sharp voice resounded in Elisa's ears making Elisa frown at the same subconsciously look to the man who stood behind her in shock, actually taking time to savor his looks.
He exuded danger and seduction in equal measure. With mid-length jet-black hair, tousled yet deliberate, he was the embodiment of the dark allure that legends warned of. His skin was smooth, almost porcelain-like, in stark contrast to the intensity of his piercing black eyes that seemed endless, but I'm those eyes they was a hint of smile in them as he looked down at her making her heart skip a beat.
His features were sharp and commanding, he had high cheekbones, a strong jawline, and a perfectly curved mouth and the most kissable lips, he was simply good looking so good looking it was almost inhumane.
He had a carefree smile on his face as he looked down at her which shocked the living daylight out of the guard, 'w..was the Lord actually smiling' he screamed in his head, touching his neck 'I must be sick and seeing things' he thought nooding his head in realization.
Princess was too occupied with Elisa that she didn't notice the smile on the Lord's face, seeing Elisa still looking at the lord she rushed towards her Elisa and stood between Elisa and the Lord.
"What are you looking at?" princess Isabella asked her voice a bit higher than normal.
"I..I" Elisa stammered.
"How dare you talk back at me" princess Isabella said raising her hand to give Elisa a tight slap but a big palm from behind gripped her hand restraining her movement.