Sunshine filled the big veranada with all kinds of flowers around a small pool. Mongolias, Jasmine and roses were grown in beautiful patterns. The pool had lotus flowers flowing in it. And the wide open landscape had collosal mountains in the background. In the distance one can see an inconspicuous swing hanging on the farthest corner. In this scene, a grown man was leaning on the wooden door with his arms crossed, looking at his oblivious girl blabbering.
A small smile surfaced on his lips as she continued to make assumptions about him. In his mind, her silhouette seemed to merge with that of a little girl in a pretty pink dress sitting on a tree branch.
Rakhshe' saw that Aghan has returned and hurriedly fixed her shawl on her head and stood respectfully. No matter how easygoing he was with the kids, he was still her master, Aghan Khan, mighty chosen heir of the Tashwar clan.
She tried to hint her strange miss with her eyes desperately to stop, who was now talking incessantly without any reserve.
'. Ughh I am gonna get scolded again '
" So you know what they say about lotuses, it brings fate to you. I think I read it in some fantasy book once. What a load of ...."
Ayla turned around and froze in her place. Her blue eyes met with a pair of grey. His eyes which seemed predatory yesterday were hazel today reflecting the sunshine.
"Ahemmm..... Cough cough"
rakhshe' suddenly broke into a cough. Ayla looked over and saw that the little ray was pointing in her direction.
Right before this, she was curious and leaned on the edge of the small pond and tried to touch a lotus flower when she encountered the man's eyes.
But now her hand suddenly touched a slimy wet thing .....
A frog?????
"Aghhhh what the hell !!!"
She hurriedly pullled her hand back and wiped it off her pants a few times.
'eww damn it' she tried to knock off that strange cold sensation.
When she looked up at the spot again, the man was nowhere to be seen.