Chapter 57 The Resurrection(2)

• "Alexander," she spoke calmly staring down at the figure beneath her on his knees, "And what is it you want Alexander?."
• "What do you mean?." He asked with a smile craning his neck to meet her gaze.
• "I assume I wasn't resurrected from the depths of the underworld so you could admire my perfection." She said twirling her long radiant blonde hair with her fingers, smiling sweetly at him, without knowing the beautiful creature one would easily mistake her to be an angel at first glance.