Uneasy Jada.

The seven girls had left and Damien was seated with Elisa and Jada. Each of them was seated on a single sofa. Though it was quite easy for either of them to arch their heads and get the perfect angle of views, yet there were strains of interests.

"Why are you being so cruel with them though? Weren't you the one talking about your nine queen's that would also be revered and respected for life?"

Elisa was the first to severe the silence. There was a wave of surprise which swept across Jada's face.

"You did? Did you really say that, Damien?"

She was more of happy, a trait of disbelief hitting at the corner of her face.

"Yes I did."

He replied. The fact that he replied also was another thing to worry about. Jada had just asked the question, she didn't expect him to be generous enough to give an answer.

He turned his gaze to Elisa,

"And who told you that they are not in my favors? Who told you that I ate my own words?"

It was more of scolding than a correction. But Elisa wouldn't be ou