Dark Evolution Begins with Marrying an SSS-CLASS Blind Monster
Chapter 133: Stolen Glances and Silent Meetings

Chapter 133: Stolen Glances and Silent Meetings

Under the high sun, its warm rays casting a golden glow on the surroundings, the world seemed to come alive.

The gentle breeze played with the leaves of the trees, causing them to rustle in a harmonious symphony. The green leaves swayed and danced, their movement creating a soothing rhythm that seemed to resonate with the very heartbeat of nature.

Sitting inside a small round platform, held up by four pillars, a young girl with long black hair absorbed the scene in front of her.

Her eyes stayed fixed on the enchanting dance of the leaves, sunlight filtering through the trees to form moving patterns of light and shade.

The platform itself was decorated with intricate carvings, a showcase of the skill that had gone into its making.

Clad in a bright red dress that seemed to mimic the colors of the setting sun, the girl radiated an air of grace.

The dress’s fabric cascaded like a waterfall around her, its lively shade standing out beautifully against the natural surroundings.

As she lifted a delicate porcelain cup of tea, her fingers brushed against the detailed patterns, showcasing the careful work even in the tiniest parts.

Her eyes shut gently, she raised the cup to her lips, relishing the delicate scent that floated up.

The tea was a harmony of flavors, a soft mix of herbs and spices that danced on her taste buds.

The cup’s warmth against her skin and the subtle hints of the tea combined to create a sensory journey that carried her to a world of calmness.

’I wonder...’ Her thoughts wandered as she sipped, feeling the liquid smoothly go down her throat, adding to the moment’s depth. ’...what his name is.’ The thought was brief, a curious idea that stayed like a hint of smoke.

She opened her eyes, looking at the cup as she put it on the saucer. A deep sigh escaped her, carrying a touch of longing that mixed with the curls of steam rising from the tea.

The maid nearby noticed her sigh, seeing the quick emotion on her mistress’s face.

A slight worry showed on the maid’s lips as she thought about the burden that seemed to rest on the young girl’s shoulders.

"Young Miss, are you troubled by something?" The maid’s voice was kind, a comforting presence amid the girl’s thoughts. "Is the tea not to your liking?" Her words mixed concern and curiosity, her eyes showing the genuine care she had for her responsibility.

The girl with black hair paused, her gaze moving from the teacup to the maid’s face. The moment held a weight, filled with unsaid thoughts and feelings.

Right then, a lone leaf let go from its branch, beginning a graceful journey downward. It spun and twirled in a captivating dance, and the girl’s eyes followed its motion, entranced by nature’s elegant performance.

"No, it’s not that," she softly replied, her voice carrying a touch of reflection as she looked at the cup, her fingers tracing the detailed designs on its surface. "I was just thinking about something."

"Oh, really?" The maid’s tone had a knowing twist, her eyes shining with a blend of playfulness and understanding.

"Are you thinking about that ’guy’?" Her manner had a teasing touch, gently reminding her mistress of the thoughts that had filled her mind.

The girl with black hair blushed with a soft pink, a clear sign of her embarrassment. She looked away, her fingers fidgeting with the edge of her dress.

"No! I wasn’t thinking about him!" Her reply came a bit too swiftly, a tad defensive.

"Really?" The maid’s voice held a hint of amusement, her lips forming a sheepish smile. She leaned in a bit, her eyes showing both mischief and curiosity. "If not him, then who were you thinking about?"

The black-haired girl released a gentle sigh, a mix of acceptance and vulnerability. When she spoke, her voice had a touch of introspection. "I was just..."

However, before she could finish her explanation, her eyes widened in surprise. Her gaze locked onto a figure that had come into view from a distance, a figure that seemed to draw her attention like a magnet.

"No way!... He is?!" Her words were almost a breathless exclamation as she suddenly sprang to her feet. The verdant leaves seemed to echo her excitement, rustling in a chorus of anticipation.

Witnessing her mistress’s sudden burst of energy, the maid’s expression turned from surprise to concern. "Where are you going, Young Miss Anna?" Her voice held a mix of urgency and worry as she hurriedly followed her mistress’s lead.

Before long, Young Miss Anna arrived at the peaceful lane, and a picturesque scene unfolded around her.

Towering trees created a lush canopy overhead, their leaves dappling the sunlight and making intricate patterns of shade on the ground.

The air carried the gentle rustle of leaves and the faint chirping of birds, forming a calm symphony that wrapped around her senses.

Her quick breaths formed small misty clouds in the chilly air, her chest rising and falling with each inhale.

Leaning a bit against one of the trees bordering the lane, her fingers brushed the rough bark, grounding her in the present moment. The bark’s coarse texture seemed to match her rapidly beating heart.

With one hand on her knee and the other steadying herself on the tree, she briefly lowered her gaze, her eyelashes casting delicate shadows on her cheeks.

Beads of sweat dotted her forehead, proof of her effort. Alongside the sense of exertion was a mixture of excitement and anticipation, her chest rising and falling as she struggled to catch her breath.

The short chase had left her out of breath, yet the thrill she felt was unmistakable.

Her eyes, though slightly lowered as she recovered, held a determined glint, reflecting the same determination that had compelled her to follow him.

In the midst of her controlled breathing, her gaze lifted, and she absorbed the scene before her.

In front of her, a group of guards stood, their armor gleaming in the filtered sunlight. The sound of metal clinking and their imposing presence sharply contrasted with the peaceful nature backdrop.

These guards, representing protection and authority, stood with a clear sense of purpose.

And among them, she found what she sought. A figure with silver hair was there, standing among the guards.

His presence was distinct, drawing her attention effortlessly. The sunlight playing on his hair gave it an almost mystical glow, as if he carried a hint of moonlight even in the daytime.

Her gaze locked onto him, and her heart raced, her panting in tune with the pulsating rhythm around her. His mere presence soothed her racing heart, a familiar feeling washing over her like a gentle wave.

Amid her panting, Anna’s lips formed a breathless smile, her eyes shining with joy and disbelief. ’It’s really him...’ she thought, her mind struggling to grasp the fact that the silver-haired young man was right in front of her.

The moment was a paradox. Despite her breathlessness, her smile was radiant, capturing the wonder and happiness within her.

Her panting seemed to match her excitement, creating a blend of emotions that played out in the tranquil lane.

Both hands now on her chest, she felt her heart thumping against her palms. It was like her heart danced to a melody only it could hear, a melody carrying echoes of their past encounter and the unspoken emotions that had stirred within her.

Her eyes stayed on the silver-haired young man, but the touch of a hand on his shoulder grabbed her attention. Her gaze shifted, her eyes widening a bit as she recognized the person next to him.

"Han?!" she softly mumbled, her brows coming together in confusion. Her mind raced to process the surprise of another familiar face unexpectedly being there.

"Young Miss, why did you run away?" Her maid’s voice reached her ears, filled with both worry and curiosity. However, Anna was momentarily too engrossed in the unfolding situation to reply immediately.

Her attention remained split between the silver-haired young man, Nellas, and the red-haired person named Han.

’Why is Han with him? Do they know each other?’ The unexpected sight puzzled her, adding more intrigue to the scene.

Mixed feelings swirled inside her – curiosity, surprise, and the lingering joy of seeing Nellas once again.