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She um... She was not impressed.
All she did was gasp and look at him. She gave him something like a death glare. Her eyes were a strange, clouded lavender. They were sharp on him. Taikon wasn't sure what to do. She huffed at him, and he stepped back as though he had discovered a rabid wolverine foaming at the mouth.
Evidently she did not like that the prince of nothing had ruined her little hunting expedition. He wasn't sure what to now since he had already apologized. The girl shook her head. Maybe she knew who he was. Maybe she knew he had questioned Wylla, and she was here to push him out too, despite her age.
Uuh... I really am sorry, he said, confused why she didn't answer him. He blinked.