The teenage girl revealed an incredulous expression as her ears finally registered Ezekiel's words, as though she had never expected such a reply.
Recognizing the expression on her face, the mechanic frowned. "Gods, how stuck up can you be? You've had so many things handed to you on a silver platter that a single rejection can provoke such an expression?"
"Do-do you not know who I am?" The girl stuttered, still surprised at Ezekiel's unhesitant response.
The latter's glance grew even more annoyed as he heard this. "What, you're some type of princess?" He paused upon speaking those words, his eyes narrowing as he finally took the time to properly observe her features. The girl possessed black hair with bright ruby eyes, her face structured quite beautifully—one couldn't expect to see such beauty from a normal commoner from the kingdom. Add that to the fact that she had a servant as she escaped the mines earlier, though he had un-hesitantly betrayed her.
