Maria silently cried as she kept her eyes glued to the wall. She didn't do anything to oppose the prince. She was determined to do this, hoping that this really would save the beast. But before things ever got heated, at least for Prince Owen, he pushed himself away from Maria and just sat on the bed, looking away from the desperate mortal. Maria, in curiosity, looked back at him, wondering what was wrong with the prince.
"Y-Your Highness?" Maria called in a broken voice.
Prince Owen heaved a sigh and scooted closer to the edge, away from Maria, without sparing the confused blonde a look. With his back facing Maria, sitting on the edge of the bed, he reached out for his armor and started putting them back.
