Chapter • 107

♱ •⋅ 1750 B.C. ⋅• ♱ •⋅ Loren ⋅• ♱

"What do you think of that?" Abbadon asked me for the fifth time and I denied it.

"It doesn’t seem enough..."

"Hummm..." she pulled another mask, now had details made with gold wires and rubies. Two serpents joined at the end, intertwining.

"That?"

Smile, a big, wide smile.

"This is going to be the one, but..." I touched my hair with my fingertips "do you think Dad would allow me to use magic to change my hair color?"

Abbadon stared at me with a raised eyebrow.

"But your hair is beautiful, young master... why would you change your color?"

I sighed.

I also liked the color of my hair and it had not changed, but... that night, I wanted them different.

"I want to be faithful to the tales" I muttered sitting in bed with my face slightly sullen "the tales speak of a knight with ruby eyes and golden hair, I can change my eyes with lenses, but the hair... he would look so good with magic."

"Wouldn’t a wig be a better option?"

I bit my lip hard.

"Eh... I think