The woman bit her lips as she didn't dare tear her gaze away from the Crown Prince's intensifying one. Pursing her lips, she slowly dropped her hands to her sides and bowed to him.
"Arya greets the Crown Prince of Napoleon kingdom." She exhaled and raised her head slowly, while she started to recover her confidence bit by bit.
Nathaniel raised a brow while the corner of his lips lifted in a half sneer. "I have never seen your face in the castle. Where do you think you are going?"
He was looking at her with suspicion seen in his eyes. Arya on her part wanted to scoff. He was still speaking to her while pointing his sword at her neck.
The maid found it a little disrespectful because she was a woman. Pissed, her delicate index finger found itself balancing on the Prince's blade.
