Chapter 63 (1/2)

Myka's eyes were filled with sadness but her voice remained calm

”One night last year, Seth ca for him After that… he became my first man He is the only person I have ever slept with Until now, I still do not knohether I am lucky or unlucky He protected lanced at Rody and said, ”Do you knohy I did not expose you as an impostor?”

”Why?”

Myka gave a faint smile ”I am not so noble like you but in the end, you are you and I a to do with radually becaone and you are here, the other men would not dare to bully et into trouble Even when you are gone, the real Seth ht not come back Without anybody to rely on, the other her authority would be able to willfully violate ently pointed at the door

Listening to her last feords, Rody drank the rest of the wine in the bottle He sighed and looked at Myka but could not say anything

After some time Rody spoke clearly, ”Thank you You are very honest”

Myka laughed indifferently

Rody sighed ”Honestly, I feel very troubled today Too out and face the unknown but… I am not really Seth I am not really the Duke of the Tulip Family”

Myka looked at Rody gently and said, ”I am a woman and I do not understand war However, from what I saw that day, your swordsood I do not know about other aspects but at the very least, you are better than Seth in this area”

Rody had already started to feel hot from the wine He had never drunk so much wine before

”Really?” Rody stuck out his chest

Myka laughed lightly and gently looked at Rody's expression Her expression then turned strange and she whispered, ”You do look like him but your eyes are different Seth is very smart His eyes were full of wisdo However, you are different Your eyes look very clean and innocent”

Myka suddenly stood up and smiled ”Do you want to see me dance?”

”Yes!” Rody blushed This time, it was not because of the wine

Myka smiled and sloalked to the center of the room She wore a thin silk robe and was barefooted The heht and slender ivory-white legs

Without any music, Myka started to dance

Her dance was graceful and joyous, unlike her indifferent personality It was as if she had already forgotten all of her sadness She was like a spirit that had thrown her entire existence into the dance

The he legs

Seeing this, Rody's face took on a peculiar look and he shouted out a poem

”The heently raised, it's the dance of the monarch!

The sword is ruthless, the beauty dares not dream!”

Myka's face was filled with a sense of pride

She was incredibly beautiful Her beauty was the most attractive part of her but it was also the source of her misfortune

Myka's dance ended just as suddenly as it started It was as if it ended right at the crescendo of a song

When Myka stopped, her body was like a single leaf slowly falling to the ground Her face looked flushed and her forehead eating Her eyes still bright and lively

”The poem sounded nice What did it mean?”

Rody sently

Myka continued, ”It see was different… as it?”