Those dark eyes of the Crown Prince held no hostility towards the young lady—which was something that made her sigh in relief. However, although it was a massive improvement from his initial impression of her, there was still not a hint of goodwill in them as well.
Prince Theron averted his suspicious gaze from Esther and looked at his mother. "Greetings, Mother. Should you be walking like this outside already?"
"Oh, dear. You are just like your father. Although I am glad to have you here, there is no need to nag me, young man. I am not so frail to be put on bedrest for something so trivial. It wasn't as if this is the first time I have experienced an assassination," said the Queen with a tender motherly look. Despite her scolding tone, it could be seen on her beautiful face that she was happy to receive her son's concern. She then took her son to walk towards a nearby gazebo in the garden. "Are you visiting for long? Why don't we have tea together?"
