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Up close, she could see the genuine awe in his dark eyes, eyes that looked so much like his father’s but held so much more warmth. “You think so?” she asked softly. Ethan nodded with complete conviction, his messy hair bobbing with the movement. “The most beautiful princess,” he said seriously, like this was a very important fact that needed to be established clearly. “Even more beautiful than the ones in my books.” Elena’s throat tightened. Of all the compliments she had received today,from Adrian, from the beauty team, this one, delivered with such earnest, uncomplicated love by a five-year-old in dinosaur pajamas, was the one that nearly undid her completely.

"Let's find them and see the rest of the place?" "Yeah, sure…" Ethan sounded down right now. "I'm really sorry, Nathalie. I swear I didn't mean to—" "Ethan, I'm fine. Now, come on. Don't ruin the mood and let's appreciate the beauty of nature around us more, okay?" I walked out first with Ethan following behind me. We saw Kak and my daughter near the pond and were watching the fish go around. I walked towards them to see what they're looking at and I was amazed by how beautiful the scenery is in front of us.

Ethan's POV The morning was sunny and beautiful. Last night's dew were still on top of the grass and leaves, making them look like sparkling diamond beads. After washing up myself at the stream, I went back to my yard - a small area infront of my tiny hut where I planted some of the wild flowers. At least, something that represents that I'm not entirely a wild untamed beast! Morning dew was still on them - the flowers. I breathed in the fresh pure wild scent of the newly bloomed buds which filled the entire morning wind.

Ethan asked and he shake his head, negatively. Oliver left out a smile before repeating herself. “Why not? Where’s she?” Nate blurted out. “She’s outside” Oliver replied and rushed out, Nate kept jumping on the chair while laughing out loud. “What’s your problem?” Ethan yelled angrily, the fact that he allowed her to bring her friend in is giving Ethan problem, Ethan wanted to deny the fact that she doesn’t like Beauty, but he find hiself losing his mind anytime he is close to him. “Didn’t you see how Beautiful she’s? That girl is fûcking beautiful, if beautiful us a crime she ought to be arrested” Nate replied.

And Ethan looked at her as though she were the most beautiful sight he had ever seen. “Hello, Ethan,” Belle whispered shyly when she finally reached him. For several seconds, Ethan simply stared, speechless. Then he leaned closer and murmured, “You’re so beautiful, baby.” Belle lowered her gaze, her cheeks burning. “I’m always beautiful, Ethan,” she teased softly, trying to hide her embarrassment. Ethan chuckled, his eyes sparkling. “Yes, you are always beautiful,” he said, cupping her waist. “But tonight… tonight you are exceptionally gorgeous.”

Yet, he chose this course, partly to please Valerius Evander and partly to secure his own standing in court. Valerius Evander made his way to the Celestial Garden. From afar, he saw Ethan reclining on a chaise under the cascading wisteria of the Twilight Moon arbor. The golden sunlight bathed Ethan in a soft, radiant glow. Strands of his hair shimmered like threads of light, and his serene face was akin to a masterful sculpture. His skin was alabaster and flawless, his phoenix eyes closed in a light slumber, lashes long and curled like butterfly wings. His pale lips carried a faint smile—pure yet irresistibly captivating.

Ethan said to him "Thank you, sir. Thank you so much" Alex said being so happy also surprised "Welcome," Ethan said and disconnected the call. Just then Ella comes out of the washroom. "Are you ready?" Ethan asked her. "No. Let me do make up" Ella said and sat down in front of the dressing table. Ethan rolled off his eyes. He can not understand the make up logic. He wonders do the girls things make up make them more beautiful than before then they are totally wrong. The real beauty is natural and inner beauty which shows up in behavior. The artificial things can never make anyone beautiful.

Brynne Bennett: <--still pissed and thinks u have a beautiful coffeemaker. Ethan Blackstone: <<---thinks I have a beautiful girlfriend. Did u eat sthg? Brynne Bennett: <--ate sthg. U have a pet lionfish. :) That is Simba. I pamper him & he tolerates me. U 2 have much in common. His response made me smile. Ethan had a soft spot for animals apparently. I fired back: Ur getting no more BJ's just 4 that comment. :P killing me baby!!

"Come off that, Aleth. I don't know what you want from me, but I'm not here to satisfy your curiosity." Alethia moved closer. "I ain't letting you off so easily, boy...I promise you'll be out of this house in two weeks." Ethan chuckled. "I'd like to see you try. I love Emily, and there's nothing you can do about that." Alethia bent her head towards him abruptly. Ethan's breath hung at his throat as he shot his eyes at her, obviously taken aback. He looked at Alethia's face. Gosh, she was beautiful. She had her lashes done so perfectly that they casted dark shadows over her deep blue eyes. Her pointed nose falls slightly over her lips with the touch of red. Her soft powder-blue dress held her

"Maybe but there is something I can do about you, right now." "This." Ethan opened a door to a beautiful garden. From the arch at the top of the door, it felt like an entrance to some magical world where princes and princess lived, where Fairies and faes and every other magical creature yiy could think of lived in oerfecr harmony. A water fountain stood not far off and some hedges guarded it. Flowers of different colors and shapes cluttered around, ranging from roses to tulips, daisies, sunflowers and every other flower you could think of. Opposite the fountain was a swing, green vines spiraling up the metal chair. "Beautiful isn't it?"