The longer Prince Theron watched her, the more he felt something was unusual in the air. It was as if even without her speaking, he could feel there was something wrong with her mood. He finally decided to go closer to her and make his presence known, unaware that the young lady had long been aware of his arrival.
Esther could feel him coming closer behind her, and with each step, she felt the heart that she was trying to calm turned chaotic again.
She closed her eyes for a moment. 'Why? Why am I like this?!'
Standing behind her, the Crown Prince leaned down to place his face above her shoulder, his chest pressed against her back, with his hands resting next to hers on the railing of the gazebo. His masculine scent and the warmth of his body immediately enveloped her. Esther gulped but remained frozen in her place as she was being trapped by the Crown Prince.
"May I know what upset you, my lady?" Prince Theron asked in a low voice.
