I slowly brought the wineglass to my mouth as my eyes scanned our surroundings. We were huddled together at the right side of the banquet hall, a few steps away from the buffet table.

I have no idea why we love hanging around on this side, probably because Eon likes eating and he wouldn't have troubles getting something if we're close to it.

'That guy stuffs his mouth whenever there are parties, I swear...'

It's was a bizarre sight at first because you know, he's a guy. Also, it's like there is a bottomless pit inside his stomach. He could wolf down a whole plate of cupcakes by himself but still get hungry. He definitely has a huge appetite.

I assumed that it's because he's a knight and he trains a lot, thus, burning calories every day. He doesn't get fat because whatever he earns after eating lots would all be burned during training sessions anyway.

'I envy his metabolism...'

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It's not like I get chunky either. I could also eat whatever I want and not gain useless flabs. Instead, they will just gather around my chest area or in my hips and thighs.

I remembered Gwen freaking out a few days ago.

"Why do you have these?! Damn you!" She was wailing as she shamelessly grabbed my chest in front of Bea and the others.

We were training with swords with the guys during one fine afternoon. I was a little miffed because the shirt I was wearing at that time was a little tight. Even though it was just pre-customed three weeks ago, it restrained my arm movement.

You see, it's not fun to have your arm restrained while swinging swords, alright. Even more so, when you're using a bow. I grumbled my sentiments to my two best friends while frowning at my shirt. The button was also hanging for its dear life as well and I pitied it.

Bea solemnly nodded, agreeing with me. She also has the same problem as mine and both of us were having this kindred feeling like we're connected in soul or something.

Then Gwen suddenly got fired up and stared at the two of us in resentment.

She said something along the lines of being a cow and all. We were so shocked that we stared back at her, wide-eyed and flabbergasted.

"A cow...?" Bea muttered and looked down at her chest. She looked so offended and so am I.

"Why would you say that?" I gasped out loud.

It's not every day that someone would call me a cow, you know! That's a first! Even for an insult...

Gwen clicked her tongue and narrowed her green eyes at us.

"What the hell... Mine is not that blessed and here's both of you whining about having a bigger rack? Go apologize to the poor women of the world right now!" She exclaimed.

The guys must have heard her outburst and had all looked in our direction to watch. They weren't that far from us so they must have heard what we were arguing about.

"But why?" I replied in confusion.

Is it wrong to voice out your frustrations? It's truly not that great to have big racks you know! If I could, I would have donated these a long time ago! Look at Bea, she's so shocked to be called a cow that she was still staring down at herself.

If there's someone who should be apologizing here, that would be you, Gwen! Though I know it's a joke but come on...

"What are they talking about?" Someone from the guys questioned.

"Sorry for calling you a cow," Gwen then pardoned just as I was thinking about it.

Oh, alright.

"But the two of you sure have lucky genes mixed in your blood, huh. Even though all three of us are eating the same amount and the same food, why am I the only one who's flatter than a board?!"

She started calmly before bursting out her real feelings. Bea snapped back to reality and blinked at Gwen.

"Why do you have these?! Damn you! That's so unfair!"

Gwen then held out her arms and grabbed both Bea and mine's chests while the guys watched. I heard a series of choking sounds at the side but I was too stunned to even pay them attention.

"W-whhaa-- w-whaa--"

"Breathe, man."

"Is that really alright? To grab...? But why though...?"

'That's, right. Why are you grabbing them, Gwen?'

Wait, why am I telling you this? It's not important right now...

Anyways, yeah. Eon has an awesome stomach. I forgot what was my original topic so let's just wrap it up, okay?

I was looking around, trying to see familiar faces among the crowd. I didn't see Rosamunde and her family but I did see Chiwa. She was enamored by her conversation with her fellow friends, laughing with them. It was the first time that I saw her carefree side and she's actually pretty.

If she could just stop scowling at me whenever we meet, that would be better.

I glanced at Gwen who was also doing the same as me but she looked bored out of her mind.

"Kai, are you hungry? You can get something over there," and pointed to the buffet table.

He was so tense that he looked like he's a statue. Not good, he should be enjoying himself.

"You too," I told Lost who is not tense at all, but still looked like a statue nevertheless.

"We're fine, Nadia!" Kai answered and resumed whatever he was doing earlier, observing people.

He may look as if he's not into it but in actuality, his eyes were sparkling in excitement in actuality.

'What a cutie...'

"Come on, Kai! Loosen up and go find a pretty girl!" Gwen grinned.

Wha-- I mean, yes? That's the real purpose of the ball, isn't it? Men and women gather together to find someone at the end of the night... But Kai is still a minor!

"What are you telling him!" I chastised her.

"What? I just said he could find a pretty girl but I didn't say he would do anything else, did I?" She rebuked while appearing innocent as possible.

Oh, you pretentious woman!

"Our Kai is handsome, and so is Lost. Look, the ladies over there kept checking them out," she muttered and gestured at the far table with a discreet glance.

True to her words, there really are ladies who kept throwing Kai and Lost a look of admiration. I don't know what to think about that... First of all, these guys are not ordinary people.

If they knew that Kai is 14 and not what he appears to be and that Lost is not human, what would these ladies say?