Watching Shane's expression, as if resigned to an unlovable existence and indifferent to whatever happens, Chafne still had a smirk on her face, her eyes seeming to contain the laughter as she looked at Shane—with a gaze entirely different from before.
In the past, the men who had seen her were either completely dazed and lost in her presence, unable to maintain any self-control, or they behaved obsequiously, posturing in an exaggerated manner or flattering her to no end, never daring to misstep.
Initially, Chafne found these people amusing, and would playfully tease them a bit, but after thousands of years, with everyone by her side being like this, Chafne naturally grew completely bored.
Even the Goddesses of the Divine Race would falter in Chafne's presence.
