"Who else was there?" His eyes were staring at my face, why doesn't he go and ask his mother? Oh! he didn't know who else was there.
"Lord George, Madame Noella, and Princess Flora." I spelled the name and kept my head down.
"Are you done with all the rooms?" He questioned next, slowly getting up from his spot and mending his shirt.
"I still have to do this one," I mumbled, not looking at him. He took a few steps close to me, only to stand next to me with his head bowed down at me.
"Go and rest in your hut, I'll clean my room." He whispered very calmly, he was always calm, no matter what the situation was.
"That won't be nice Prince, I'll do it quickly." I denied, shaking my head and quickly turning around to mend his bedsheets.
"It's fine. Go and rest." He repeated, sliding the beds
