His Magician Friend

BELLE'S P.O.V

The man in front of us is pretty handsome and tall, but not as tall as Hendrick.

He has a good posture, and he also looks clean. But why is he staring at me like that?

Like all of the people around us, we are staring at us, too, especially to me quite awkwardly.

I waited for Hendrick's answer about it, but it never came.

Instead, he tapped the man's shoulder and pulled me towards him; we headed to the second floor.

While we are walking, I can feel the deadly gaze of the people around us.

Why didn't he answer them?

Won't this create a misunderstanding with them?

But first of all, where are we? This place is beautiful; I can't deny it.

But this is suspicious. Why am I always meeting strange species of little things since this morning?

"Hendrick…"

I tried to call him, but he didn't hear me.

We went straight to the second floor.

It's pretty tiring because the stairs are big and the floors are significant as well. That is why we took some time to go to the second fl