She glared at the others. Should she speak up? What can she say? She sighed before following him.
He locked himself in his room, though. Corrine could only sit against the closed door.
“Miss, you shouldn’t sit there. The floor’s not clean.” A servant warily approached her.
She dismissed her concern, “It’s fine. I don’t mind. Rather, are you sure the prince is inside?” She lowered her voice at her question.
“Yes, I saw him enter.” The reply was whispered.
“Thank you. I’ll wait here.” Rather than waiting, she peacefully took a nap. It was tiring, putting those men in their place.
Erik couldn’t line up his thoughts properly.
What’s wrong if she bested him? She defeated five knights. And those weren’t one-on-one. How can he claim to win over her? As expected, she treated him differe
