"Why are you so fussy?" said Neil chuckling to Lia, "Just like my wife." He closed it all with a very careful glance. The man watched the clumsy Lia and became tense, then almost flustered in a gentle degree.
"Wh-what do you mean?" Lia forced a laugh, forced herself to sound less nervous, and didn't mind anything, even though she wasn't. Neil had almost destroyed her defense of being loyal to Prince Aerus.
Oh, love that comes first is hard to ignore, moreover if that love has never hurt you or even betrayed you.
"Yes, I mean so. You're as chatty as my wife," said Neil again, still not giving up. He stood next to Lia, smiling and still leaning against the edge of the wall. His hand grabbed Lia's freshly cut tomato and put it in his mouth mischievously. 'Look at me, Lia. Am I not the ideal husband for you?' thought Neil.
