Special Forces Princess: This Concubine is Peerless Under Heaven
Chapter 5: Prince Violet!
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Prince Violet!
As his gaze fell upon the face shrouded in shadow beneath her hood, Zichen’s originally fluid tone involuntarily faltered.
“I… I meant to say, we’ve known each other for so long, yet I still don’t know your name!”
“Is that all?!”
Beneath the hood, the cherry lips, the only part exposed to the lamplight, curled into a faint arc.
“That’s all!”
Zichen lowered his head, feeling somewhat dejected.
He knew in his heart that the opportunity tonight had slipped through his fingers once again.
How many times had it been now? He wanted to tell her that he loved her.
But every time the words reached his lips,
And he met those delicate lips, soft as phalaenopsis petals, he could never bring himself to speak.
As Zichen lowered his head, the woman in black had already tapped her toes lightly, sweeping out of his room as silently as a black swan in flight.
All she left behind was an answer that might as well have been nothing at all.
“I think you will know soon enough!”
Sighing softly, Zichen simply raised the hand holding the blue magic crystal.
He slowly brought the crystal to his nose, deeply inhaling the faint scent of roses lingering upon it.
That was her scent.
Having known her for three years, he knew she was the leader of the Night Thorn assassin group, knew she had killed many people, knew she liked her black tea without sugar, and knew she always preferred to appear at midnight, yet he still did not know her name.
He hadn’t even seen her true face.
Yet, he was so stubbornly obsessed with her.
Mr. Zichen, an alchemy instructor at the Wind Whisper City Magic and Martial Arts Academy, hailed as the “Prince Violet.”
To think he would fall for a woman whose name he didn’t know, whose face he hadn’t fully seen, and who was the leader of the legendary, god-cursed Night Thorn assassin group.
If this were to get out, I fear the entire population of Wind Whisper City would be shocked out of their wits!
Sighing gloomily, Zichen shook his head with a self-deprecating smile, his gaze turning once again to the magic crystal in his hand.