They made their way through the desert terrain, walking on foot towards Versailles. As they walks, the crown prince glances at Marianne, a playful smile on his face.
"You look like you're thinking about something," the crown prince says, his voice teasing. "Care to share?"
Mariane's face flushes red. She is caught off guard by the crown prince's words, and she doesn't know what to say. "It's nothing," he stammers, hoping the crown prince will drop the subject.
But the crown prince is relentless. "Oh, come on," he says, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "I won't judge you. Spill the beans!"
Why does she feels like the crown prince is teasing her.
