"Common enemies…" Herriot echoed as he released Artie. However, she didn't leave him on his own. Seeing that the archduchess was still looking at him, the prince only huffed and turned around to leave first. That was when Artie noticed that Herriot… didn't seem to be wearing something he should be. He was also awfully dirty.
"Herriot, did you slip and fall?" Artie jogged to chase him and whispered. The dirt on his clothes was not on his back. If he was training and rolling on the ground, it should be on both sides, right?
"Excuse me?" Herriot stopped and faced her again, but she only reached out to dust his shirt. He glared at the hand touching him so willfully. "Artie Shen, do you not like your hands? If you continue touching me—"
