When Princess Ellen suddenly bump into someone she had lost her footing, luckily she fell forward into the person's Arms. Princess Ellen did not need to look to know who it was. She could recognize his smell in the mist hundreds.
"My prince," her voice was very low, it was as though she wanted no one except herself to hear her words but the prince heard her and he felt so happy.
He felt a bit tired from his journey but being welcome like this made him over happy. "Does your face still hurt?" He asked the moment he let go of her so she could stand on her own.
Princess Ellen shook her head. She did not realize how much she had missed him until this moment. Maybe that was why she wanted to look for him the minute she heard he has arrived.
It was still three days to the crown prince ritual. He had come early. When prince Sebastian saw her nod, he still carefully looked at her face and only believe her when he did not see any sign of redness on her face.
