George waltz right up to Ariel and harshly grabbed her arm. The coachman and maids around them looked on worriedly, but how can they defy the prince?
They could only turn around and pray that the lady remained safe.
George stared at the stunned Ariel and his furrowed brows wrinkled more. "Why are you limping?"
From the moment the carriage doors opened, George had wanted to help her down. When he noticed her slight limp and her pale face, his brows twisted unconsciousness. Maybe he himself did not know how important Ariel had gotten to him. Maybe he did not know how her soft, bright smile warmed the edges of his heart.
Good thing Avina did not know what was in his mind or she would say, "Bro, I haven't even been here for 2 weeks yet. If you like me this much from smiling, why didn't you like Ariel before!" She would also instantly wack him on top of his head too.
Fortunately (or is it, unfortunately), she did not know and did not hit his head.
