Liking Me Isn’t Enough

Osman let out a long deep sigh as he kept on sneaking glances in Bella's direction every once in a while. He was currently at Cordon Arena, assisting both the Great Constable and Princess Freya in maintaining coordination and order throughout the tournament. 

Watching the tournament unfold before him for the first time was a thing he didn't expect for him to do. Well, at first he just wanted to be there so that he could see Bella compete. But with how everything had turned out, his presence was inevitably required because of what happened to their King.

Looking down, he noted that Bella had just arrived, and her hair was now black instead of its usual purple shine. He could only assume that it was her natural hair color. 

'She looks more stunning,' he inwardly thought. Black hair definitely suited her more, even though she was still gorgeous with purple hair.