59 The Carnival 2 - Mills Perspective (1/2)

The leaves fluttered down from the trees as the sudden wind came from the direction of a living doll walking around the dark streets alone from the north.

'How cute!' I thought.

A young girl wearing cute bunny ears with a fluffy red crimson dress that reached her knees held a big puff of cotton candy in one of her hands.

I hid behind one of the big trees that decorated the walkway as she walked towards my direction.

'Hah' I accidentally gasped.

Her bright pumpkin eyes narrowed as she looked around her surroundings to search for the sudden sound I made.

”It must've been my imagination,” the girl cutely mumbled with her sweet voice.

The girl flipped her rich vermillion hair as she grabbed another bite of the cotton candy she held under the dull lanterns that lit up from where she was standing.

”Sweet!” She charmingly exclaimed as her eyes glittered from pleasure after taking a big bite.

”I wonder if I can sneak this into the first district,” She sulked as the size of her cotton candy greatly shrunk after taking a great bite.

'Was she a noble?' I thought.

Only nobles possessed the fine clothes and features she owned.

The typical commoner that worked under the sun couldn't achieve the paleness of her skin nor the fine features of her high defined nose and small heart-shaped lips breed by the delicate noblewomen that were rumored to be sheltered in the castles owned by the noblemen.

I continued to watch the girl enjoying the loud atmosphere of the carnival from a distance as the merchants sold taffy and big puffs of cotton candy in stalls nearby the main entrance of carnival at the bottom of the hill.

”It's a shame how I can't get more of this,” she pouted as she had no more candy left.

”I wonder why I can't properly enjoy this festival... Stupid Luke!” She continued mumbling to herself while kicking the lamppost.

I chuckled from her childish actions as she reminded my of my younger cousin that would beg me for more taffy.

”Who's there!” She yelled while pretending to look unafraid.

”I didn't watch you intentionally, my lady. I couldn't find an opening to come out while you were cutely talking to yourself,” I got out from my hiding spot.

I hoped she would forgive me as I heard that nobles were heavily sensitive and fickle around commoners.

Her eyes widened from bewilderment as my tall figure revealed itself after abandoning the tall trees.

My neighbors had once said that their first impressions of me were quite intimidating as I was quite tall. My head occasionally bumped into the upper part of the door frame when I didn't pay full attention to where I walked.

”Who are you?” The girl stepped back as I stepped toward her.