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Moments earlier |
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Camille stood at her doorstep, skeptical about letting him in, she watched as he looked awkwardly at her, probably he too had the same feeling, as he kicked on the air.
"I guess I should be leaving then." Prince Mill chuckled, a hand behind his head. "My presence bothers you right?"
°Yes, it really does!° Her mind screamed back.
"No, no. Not entirely," She held onto his arm, "I just thought what others would think if you were found in my room, that's all."
"I am a gentleman man, of course nothing of such would warranty such preposterous thinking by anyone. I just needed to get a glimpse of the garden, nothing much." He chuckled nervously.
Prince Mill sensed something was off, knowing his brother, he was definitely going to be in the garden. So he needed a means of having a glimpse of what was going on without getting caught.
Camille narrowed her eyes, confused as to that being the only reason he had wanted to get in.
