"Eamon?"
A frown displayed across the young woman's face over the sight of the Second Prince standing at the door behind loud knocks. Who would have expected him to appear at this late time? "Is there anything you require?" Visha asked straight away. And his eyes softened suddenly.
Confusing the young woman entirely. What was this expression for? "I heard the news. Did you really have to leave a bruise on yourself, just to guilt trip General Sigerten?" Eamon queried in a displeased tone. Hushing down Visha this time. Huh? Why was he speaking in that way?
"If there is nothing important to say, please leave. It is inappropriate to encounter late at night. We might get in trouble if someone found out" She persuaded. Yet, the man exhaled and stepped inside the chamber which caught the young woman off guard in surprise.
