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THIRD PERSON'S POV ᯽HOLY TEMPLE
The tense and awkward air can be felt in the room as both parties sat face to face with each other, especially now that the newly acquainted Saintess is sitting across the feared Emperor.
Even, the servant who was serving tea, couldn't stop his hand from shaking because of how watchful and icy the eyes of the Emperor are, who observed all of his movements.
Libertia on the other hand, had her eyelid half closed as she sipped her tea, trying to calm herself down, her hands growing cold at the sudden atmosphere 'hah, I thought I'd meet him a lot more dramatically than this.' She thought, although she never expected for him to come to the Holy Temple himself, she guessed that the emperor had taken the 'Emerald of Jinn' issue a lot seriously.
She felt like someone was trying to burn holes through her head and thought of something risky, still not taking off her eyes from her tea. 'Should I just look at him? No!- why is no one saying anything!? Should I just break the ice?
Suddenly, mysterious purple eyes and jewel-like blue eyes met.
Purple eyes trailed over the Emperor, the skin that looked like it was kissed by the sun, blond hair that looked especially a lot like her favorite character, high nose bridge fit for a ruler, a domineering figure of a person who knows how to hold a sword, thin pink lips-
'WAIT ' PINK LIPS?' WHAT-'
Libertia blinked once, twice trying to calm herself of the thought. Her eyes fell on her lap, letting some of her hair fall on her face. But, a faint blush could be seen on the tips of her ears, unnoticed by the people around her except for a certain ruler.
She didn't know why, but she was embarassed on how she seemed so unfazed just a while ago, even challenging the gaze of the emperor, so why?
Is it because she was also weak against handsome men?
She admits that the Emperor looked a lot like a greek God, much as he was an asshole.
The Emperor raised a brow at the Saintess sudden actions 'Just now- wasn't she so brave-? Challenging my stare?' He thought, finding how she broke character first, a smirk forming on his lips.
The Saintess was definitely as the spy said, purple eyes that seemed so clear but hid something...something he couldn't point out. Her face looked like that of a doll or rather a statue that's supposed to be built in a towns heart, for all to see. Her hair looked like a mix of the sun and silver, somewhat silver when it reaches sunlight. She somehow looked like she was taller than an average woman but, she also looked like she'd break when you're not careful with her, just like a doll.
Sir. Felix who was in the far corner of the room watched the interaction of the two, sealing his lips tight, trying not to laugh.
The Pope who also looked between the two, noticed the tension.
