“Stand up.” He said.
I was having trouble doing it because I was still in a state of shock. He reached his hands and helped me to get up. My clothes are dirty because I slumped on the ground. I tried not to make eye contact but I can tell that he was watching me sincerely. His gaze is felt through my skin and I can’t help but to blush. Why do I feel like this?
“Thank you for your help, your highness.” I said and he stopped.
“You can tell?” He spoke coldly and I nodded. Did he really think I would not? I have seen his face several times and I know that it’s him. “What are you doing here without any guard or servant around?” he asked and I tilted my head.
It’s because I am so careless and stubborn, “I was just trying to look around, your highness.” I said and he turned around.
“Come.” H
