Shaking her head, Yara Amiel refused her idea.
Patience is a virtue.
Not to mention that if she hold back, that means she will be torturing him for another night without even lifting a finger!
Wasn't that a better idea? Besides, judging from what she saw today, she knew that her presence alone was already too much to deal with for him.
Thinking of that, Princess Yara suddenly became very confused.
Was she that scary? She didn't remember herself scaring him that much.
The God of War was such a coward!
Meanwhile, Karium Maselli shifted his gaze to the Avarian Princess from time to time. It seemed like she was thinking about something and... he believed that she was up to no good.
Inwardly sighing, he shifted his gaze to his friend again only to notice that she barely touched her food. "Aren't you hungry?"
"I lost my appetite," the General replied and looked at him and suddenly asked, "What kind of person is Crown Prince Tristan?"
