Anastasia stared at the handsome strange male figure in front of her weeping.
For a demon, talk more of a demon queen, weeping was always nauseating, angry, disgusting to her.
This was the same , Anastasia didn't like his tears, but she felt it was somehow different as it instead tugged another part of the spectrum of her emotions.
She didn't like it, not disgust, but that she made him cry.
Was she hash in chaining the person this way.
Anastasia strained her senses to listen to his emotions thinking maybe, she would get something this time.
Thinking, surely, it, this specimen wouldn't be any different as it had always been with anything.
But unlike the previous ones she heard, this time she felt anger, shame, from his heart beat, and "anger, no shame, then rage ".
It was the same.
It wasn't an assumption.
Truly an intoxicating cocktail of emotions, this strange exotic creature was truly addicting.
It was different, this creature was like her.
Like her.
Anastasia savored the emotions, till she heard a loud roar full of rage,
" Fuck you, who the fuck are you ! "
.....
Tin Ping glared at the lady hatefully, if that was appropriate, after all the other party didn't look completely human, but he could discern that she was a female.
As for why glare hatefully, of course why not, only a simp would think and do otherwise.
" What?, you're a beauty!, true, sure, sure, extremely beautiful!, but after humiliating me like this, should I continue to swoon over you.
I'm not a simp !
Although this strange lady Lord or ruler of this place was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen, but Tin Ping didn't find her exotic and sweet again.
Not to be narcissistic, as a 10 / 10 in all areas, Tin Ping had his own share of women.
Truthfully speaking, shares was more appropriate to describe the numbers, and a very good shares at that, the best.
The tender Dona, the sultry Yan lanruo, the mature karmela, the ..., the ....,
Tin Ping felt a bit better thinking of these women, although truthfully speaking ,none of them compared at all to the flawless dazzling of this lady, at least they were normal and treated him beautifully, pampering, adoring him, loving him.
Tin Ping sighed in sorrow, " How had the mighty fallen, see him now "
He missed his world, the normal world, because this world wasn't normal.
The creatures, the environment, nothing was normal to Tin Ping.
It was true as they said, that it was bad to wish for bad wishes, and not appreciate what one had.
At this point Tin Ping extremely missed his normal life and normal world that he took for granted.
Truly ungratefulness was a sin, see him now.
Whilst Tin Ping thought, not paying attention to his surroundings or the person in front of him again, off in his mind, Anastasia just sat on the chair, her attention fixed on him.
Gauging his thoughts.
Rage and humiliation, most likely at his nakedness, anger at me?, certainly for his treatment, how?, I am the demon the demon Queen!, it is nice I didn't flay him for his impudence!,
Sorrow, forlorn emotions, probably of before this,
Most likely homesick, how did he suddenly just appear from nowhere in the middle of the flower gathering ceremony?
Admiration, certainly thinking of how beautiful I am, but not liking me due to his treatment!, thinking of people he missed, tender affectionate feelings, could it be women?, comparison of those he's thinking of and me!, hmph!.
Anastasia couldn't read his mind, but she could make interesting vague deductions based on the emanations of the various emotions he released.
She could only infer the general direction and it wasn't very clear.
Usually she refrained from reading the minds of her subjects, it was monotonic to her, not an interesting thing, so she refrained, intently suppressed her demonic powers, purposely mystifying their simple transparent thoughts making it vague.
This was different, now she unleashed the full depths of her demonic ability, intent on reading him but couldn't, just getting vague perceptions, having to ponder.
This was strange for her demon ability.
But sweetly this strange specimen, Anastasia didn't yet know what he was.
She felt an addicting pleasure, excitement of him, at him, his emotions tugging the strings of her demon heart intensely.
His thoughts akin to nectar to her.
What rich beautiful emotions!, interesting she didn't know where he came from, but she wanted to keep him!
Suddenly appearing in front of the court during the flower viewing ceremony, a ceremony designed to, but had consistently failed to excite her.
Even if something interesting was present, it could albeit only do so a bit, temporarily.
But this sweetness from this creature, she was sure she going to enjoy him a long while.
She was certain.
This creature that wasn't demon, where was he from, he certainly didn't have what made demons demons.
Interesting, very interesting, Anastasia crossed her legs and stared at Tin Ping, a bright smile on her flawless impeccable face, her purple pupils lit aglow, like bright purple gems.
She was very pleased with this flower viewing ceremony and the flower it bought, very pleased.
Tin Ping didn't know what was going through the lady's mind, neither did he know he was being read, although albeit not completely, neither did he know that the lady Lord of this place found him interesting and wanted to keep him for enjoyment.
He was only off in his own mind, finding solace in his thoughts, exciting for a moment to reality Tin Ping saw the strange lady's already bright purple pupils lit up with a stronger glow, they pratically shone at this point.
And he heard something he didn't like or understand.
" You certainly aren't demon, but this Queen would keep you "