Indeed, the view of this new face only served to cause small crinkles of annoyance at the corners of the royal’s lips and eyes. Subtle gestures, as always, though markedly more pronounced and with greater intent than usual. The mood seems to not be ready to meet new people. And yet, no complains was made. “Uchiha Sasuke, Konohagakure’s Prince.“ A low sigh was heard. “And you?”
Prince? Homura rose a fine, dark brow. Her initial curiosity had now grown a little more. So this man was royalty…What on earth was he doing here, of all places?
He said he was from Konohagakure, but…I’ve never heard of it. Perhaps I heard wrong, the magical girl reasoned casually, lightly tapping a finger against her frowning lips. Though she had traveled far and wide with her gift and met all kinds of people, she was sure she had never heard of such a place–let alone seen it on or in any map or text book.
She supposed it didn’t matter. There was no reason for her to think about it too hard.
Violet eyes narrowed as Homura detected an acute dip in the easiness of the atmosphere, confirming the man’s reluctant mood. It was her assumption that he didn’t really want to speak with her, and yet he had bothered to respond to her.
“Akemi Homura,” The girl replied flatly. While continuing to study his appearance, a small, amused smirk thinned her lips. “I’ve never meet an prince actual before…I think I’m kind of disappointed. Shouldn’t you at least be sort of charming?”
