The scold was well received, for Rain cleared her itching throat awkwardly and look towards the boy whimpering at her rear.
"Aaron, wait for me outside. I'll be right out, okay?"
As she didn't wish for any harm exerted from the foul temper of the so-called Prince to come to Aaron, she convinced him to exit. Moreover, it wasn't tactical for the both of them to be here at this time. What if this strange Prince were to change his mind about letting one of them go? At least, if one of them could go scot free, he would be able to aid her from the outside.
Thinking of this, Rain wiggled her hand from Aaron's stubborn hold, and urged him to leave.
But being so loyal to his adorable mistress, Aaron defiantly objected. He stood his ground. There was nothing much he could do. But it would be foolish of him to leave her alone with this monster, again.
Between the young Princess and the young servant boy, none was willing to give in.
