• • • Eve's POV • • •

At the mating festival;

Melody from the contrabass, drums and lute are booming in the hefty auditorium which is well decorated from every angle with seasonal flowers with intense fragrance and textiles of very good quality.

Filled with abundant fear, I finally, walk into the auditorium. Freeze chills going down my spine. I feel like all folks are glaring at me. I can't infer why?! but I strongly sense their stares are damn fixed at me.

My heart starts pounding yet I manage to contain my terrified but happy self; terrify because of their piercing, scrutinising gazes and it's my first time...