Ellias followed Milena, though he had a sour expression on. His Highness was upset, but Milena didn't feel any need to be nice or understanding for him today. It was high time he understood she was not an i***t.
They took a few steps, venturing deeper into the garden, where no servant or maid could hear them, unless someone purposely hid in the bushes. This winter garden was certainly becoming a place of choice for private conversations. Milena felt a little hint of sourness as she remembered the scene she had caught across the window last time she had come there, but that would be a fight for another time. Instead, she breathed calmly, looking at the flowers. Once they were caught somewhere between several bushes of roses and sculpted bushes, she stopped and caressed gently one of the fl
