Rizzler POV
Pedestrians in trimmed suits and well-laced dress passed them by, some even wearing coats as they strolled through the snowing streets, despite the snow's lack of temperature.
And yet, all their eyes followed the blushing Mel.
Despite being dressed in a simple academy uniform, the girl's small yet child-like features, paired with her fidgety hug with another equally stunning Elf, elicited a need to protect such innocence.
Duke Rizzler was the opposite; from the rooftop of a square building, he scanned even the tremble from Mel's arms; a little too visible, like a performance.
"But I had Lila. As well as... Rosana..."
Her lips curled up before grinning with a slight frown.
"If I show I'm afraid, I will waste their efforts to follow my whims."
Ah, so that's what it was.
As the Duke's step hopped, his gaze remained locked on Mel as he landed steadily, stroking his bearded chin in contemplation.
