One of his bodyguards reached them and whispered something near his ear. The King's face seemed disturbed by what he heard as his eyebrows knitted together. But then, meeting her questioning gaze, he started again his sticking to the recitation.
"Now if you excuse me, lady Roselyn," he emphasized with a smooth pronunciation of her name as she felt slightly misplaced. "I have an important business to take care of. I hope you will honor me with your exquisite presence, tomorrow at the ball."
He gave a last smile and ignoring the crowd; he walked away with his bodyguard, like if he had something very important to take care of.
Roselyn remained there, with all the gazes on her, she gasped. Next time she will talk to him she should recommend him not to let her alone anymore to face embarrassing situations like those.
