Favored By The Villain

Chapter 1 – The Nameless Empress

When Levisia opened her eyes, a hand hovered above her face.
It was an unusually large hand.
At the moment she breathed, someone said, “You finally woke up.”

She  rolled her eyes to see whose voice it was.
Certainly, those words weren’t her own murmur, but she couldn’t move an inch.
Then, a familiar guy came into vision, but it was difficult to speak.

“Your Highness? Is this real?” he asked as he thrust his face closer.
Levisia traced his eyes with her fingers, which she managed to lift after immense effort, and spoke in a hoarse voice.
“Your eyes.”

“Ah.” He frowned, quickly closed his eyes, and retreated.

She withdrew her  wandering hand, thinking she must have touched a sensitive spot.
As a servant in the palace, Pel takes on many responsibilities but is full of secrets.
He hates talking about his past, doesn’t mention his family nor does he like to touch others.
Once in a while, he showed a sensitive reaction to all of these.
Just like now.

Levisia groaned as she lifted her body up.
Her one and only servant seemed to have no intention of helping, so she couldn’t do much.
As she barely rested her back on the headboard and looked around the room, she caught sight of a familiar scene.

This room, neither too big nor too small, was simple.
Only dull furniture placed throughout the room occupied some space, but the rest wasn’t much.
It was plain and modest, exactly how she remembered her room.

This time, she turned her head and gazed at Pel.
Between his large eyes, there was a nose large enough for a bird to sit on; his skin was fair and white and his lips were deep red although he never applied anything.
Oftentimes, his orbs glimmered bright golden; at other times, they glimmered an unusual glow.

Pel was a good-looking guy who gave the impression of being somewhere between a boy and a young man.
Except for his fluffy blonde hair and crooked posture.

His golden locks barely brushed his shoulder muscles, and it made her wonder if he did this purposely to distinguish his beauty.
On top of that, he hunched around as if he was hiding a secret.
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