"You are late today"
Lorenzo stated over the sight of the girl stepping into the carriage. His presence ceased Visha from getting inside. She looked up at the General in silence. And her gaze made him raise his right brow. "Elliot, go help Alonso to gather stuffs" Without turning back, Lorenzo commanded.
With a pair of the girl's eyes that held hidden words and the silence, he understood she wanted to talk something in private only. "So what is the matter that you wish to talk about, Lady Visha?" A beam tugged at the man's lips instantly as he hopefully peered down at the girl.
Since she signaled him to send Elliot away, Lorenzo at least thought she would return the answer to his feelings. "The Crown Prince came to meet me" However, the words from the girl quieted down the man entirely. The beam dropped. His face embraced the disappointment.
