Badump!
My heart...
Badump.
I can't turn around.
Badump!
Relax! Sabrina, relax!
I took in a sharp breath. Sir Zen looked at me and his smile dimmed. I let out my breath and slowly turned around, my eyes still on the ground.
"Greetings to the Crown Prince" I bowed.
"The Emperor wants you to get engaged to Prince Dion when you complete your cultivation and get married when you turn nineteen,"
It came back.
"We'll meet again soon and until then...Take care, Miss Fighter"
It all started to come back.
"I told you that in this grand ball, I will not tolerate anyone stealing you away from me this year."
Stop.
No reply. He didn't respond for a while and I didn't raise my head. My feet started to ache. What's this guy's problem?
"Sabrina..."
Badump.
