Amelia felt the body flinch the moment she heard the voice. It was amused and also layered with mockery. She felt that it was some sort of shame that the daughter of a Duke be found hiding in bushes as she watched her fiancé in the arms of another.
Amelia turned with wide eyes and stiffened further the moment she saw who stood there.
Prince Keiser.
Amelia frowned as she watched. Keiser? Here? She didn't remember this. Not at all.
"Y-Your Highness," the girl bowed hastily, her voice soft. Though her fingers trembled at her sides.
Keiser tilted his head slightly, his gaze falling on her trembling hands. "Are you afraid of me?" he asked.
The girl's eyes widened. She hadn't expected him to notice, but she quickly hid her fear with a calm expression. "How could I be, Your Highness? I was merely… in awe of your presence," she flattered.
Keiser hummed, not believing her for a second. "Look up."
She obeyed, lifting her head. Her face was indifference, every line composed.
