Elys' night lamp flickered the night Aleksander knocked on her doors and begged for her help. The light dimmed for a second as if sensing her wavering confidence when it came to using her magic again.
The princess had firmly denied to use her powers for the prince's gain several times already, but Aleksander was adamant that it was a win not just only for him, but for both of them.
Then again after he suddenly barged in and caught the princess off-guard, Elys mistakenly nodded in surprise when he asked her again for help. It was never her intention to answer him that way, as it was just too ambiguous.
Obviously, Prince Aleksander took it as Elys fully committing to his request.
A soft wind blew from an open window, touching the princess' skin like a cold hand caressing her. Elys bit the inside of her cheeks and suppressed the urge to shiver.
She didn't want to look as if Aleksander's words affected her.
