"It's now or never, Prince."
For someone who barely survived last night, Roman pressed his lips into a thin line. His pale and scarred cheek was painted in light red with the sheer thought of confessing to Violet.
'Confess…' he gulped, hearing his own swallow echo in his ear. 'Such an insolent thought.'
While Roman was suddenly having a crisis in the heart, Dexter opened one eye. Seeing Roman stare blankly at the ceiling, he couldn't help but shake his head mildly.
'Even if I don't hear his thoughts, I already knew what he is thinking.' Dexter nearly scrunched his nose up in dismay. 'He really likes that princess. Did he think she is stupid not to notice?'
His eyes narrowed while staring at Roman, allowing himself to get distracted by something trivial instead of wallowing in Aries's stubbornness.
