"Why are you covering your face like that? Are you ashamed if I admit you as my wife?" Prince Aerus chuckled, turning his head to examine Lia's face, which was as red as a boiled crab. The index finger moved to press the slightly visible cheek. "My sweet wife," teased Prince Aerus.
"Stop teasing me," annoyed Lia in a whisper. Her eyes peaked between her fingers to see his surroundings. Ever since at the bus stop, and ever since Prince Aerus claimed they were husband and wife, everyone was now paying attention to the two of them. Maybe it's a good spectacle for the general public when two people found the same taste in dress.
"See because of you everyone is now looking at us." Peeked again, and still found several pairs of eyes that did not take their eyes off. "Oh, aren't they tired of tilting their necks like that? They should just focus on the streets."
Prince Aerus brought his position closer, now embracing Lia as if he was enveloping her.
