Trish stared at the stars in the sky absentmindedly. Anwen, who was still wrapping her hand around the man’s arm, watched him from the side silently.
“What are you thinking about?” After a long silence, the girl finally decided to ask.
“Nothing. Just enjoying the view.”
Anwen’s eyes blinked while looking at Trish, then she sat down on the ground as well. Her hand was still firmly embracing the man’s arm.
“Ooh,” she said and then paused, looking for a topic of conversation. “By the way, Trishy, you looked panicked earlier. What’s wrong?” she asked, much to Trish’s surprise.
The sweet screams from a while ago replayed in his head again.
Aish. It was very annoying.
“Nothing, there is nothing wrong.”
“You were from my brother’s room, right?”
“Yes… His Majesty asked me to bring a file to his room to be stamped. After that, I left.” Trish tried to make excuses. He couldn’t possibly tell Anwen the truth.
“But, why were you in such a hurry?”
