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MALEFICENT'S POV
When her E/c eyes met mine, I felt a strange feeling in me. And I hate it. Not knowing what it is, I held her arm firm in my graphs.
Her eyes were slightly wide. I guess it's because of me.
"Who are you? Why are you here? Who sent you?" I growled.
She took a gulp and blinked.
"I'm Y/n, Y/n L/n. I didn't know that this was your… Moors and no one sent me here." I raised an eyebrow.
"If so, why were you looking at my Godson?" I asked.
That question caught her off guard. And I can definitely see it. A mischievous smirk formed on my lips. She was so petite and short compared to me. Sure, people have been scared of me and some of them are disgusted. And that didn't bother me at all since Humans are most likely hilarious and some of them are dumb. Although this one… She doesn't show any fear, nor a disliked expression. Guess this one is a bold one.
"Well, I heard singing." She confessed. "And the one that he sang was my favorite. So, I might have gotten caught up with it."
I nodded slowly. Then I noticed her dress was quite wet. Nearly dry, but it still isn't good on her as she might catch a co-
'Why am I thinking of this? Damn it!'
My thoughts were soon interrupted by the Girl right in front of me.
