A sudden unrestrained laughter burst out of Anna's mouth. The healer's reply tickled her heart, making her let out a giggling sound that was delightful to the men's ears. Her eyes crinkled with pleasure, tears came out, and her face flushed with amusement.
The men sat still with no words coming out, eyes locked on the princess. Of them all, Rafe threw the most peculiar look at her.
Anna wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes. The other knights who stole glances at her laughing face returned to their chats, and only a few interested in the conversation secretly paid attention.
"You really know how to joke around, Rafe." The remnants of giggle lasted in her speech.
"I'm not, my lady! That's what I heard when I studied in Engarth. All the professors I've met who mastered the language were already old and had white hair. They had spent years learning the language," Rafe replied earnestly.
