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Prince Charles came and sat in front of me. I knew he was going to honour my invitation. His thin lips widened each time I said something. His eyes brightened up with some hope. Maybe a hope that I would say yes to him.
As we sat there, Ember had Azriel at the tip of her fingers. She told him something and he seemed shocked about it. I wondered what she was doing. Did she fall in love with him? Was that a confession?
No, it couldn't be. I knew Ember was courageous and bold. But no respectable young lady especially from a royal family will confess her feelings to a man like that.
"So we couldn't do the long…" prince Charles started but I interrupted him. His conversations were boring. I wished he did not say a word whenever I was around.
"Is okay, prince Charles" I sighed, taking the strand of my red hair that kept on falling to my face. I put it behind my ear and looked at the people who took my attention.
