Suddenly, Hadyan felt a small hand touching his shoulder. He turned and smiled, returning the curve of the sweet lips from the face of the girl he loved.
"Why are you here alone? Is there something wrong?" Tasia asked.
Hadyan shook his head, "I was thinking about something."
Tasia nodded. Although she was still curious about what was on the prince's mind, she still wouldn't ask. In her opinion, everyone had their own space that they didn't want other people to enter. Because all this time, Tasia lived her life like that, always hiding part of her life story from other people. Didn't want other people to know the dark part of her life.
"We'll be heading home in two hours now. Want to take a little walk?" Hadyan offered, and got a nod from the girl.
