Elena was walking at a slow pace as she made her way toward the gathering hall.
"Oh look, isn't she…" –a maid.
"Yeah, she's the dreamy beauty that the guards keep talking about." –said another.
"Dude,, dude…" –A guard nudged his partner.
"Hmm, what?... Oh, oh, oh… it's the mystic lady." –the partner was astounded.
The guards and maids saw her and kept whispering among themselves seeing her but no one came to ask her why she was there.
Every person in this mansion knew about her.
Some admired her strength. But most of them were taken by her looks.
The eyes of the male personals grew wide looking at her while the female personals looked at her with admiration and jealousy.
But no matter what feeling they had their heart couldn't help but race fast as she made her way past her.