"Your grace, I apologize for last night. I should not have ordered seafood without consulting her grace. Just because I have seen her enjoying seafood on many occasions, does not mean that she was fond of it." Hazel fidgeted with the ring in her fingers as she asked for forgiveness. The ring that was supposed to be their engagement ring.
He must have recognized it since his grandfather did not take the ring back from her. It must remind him of his promise. Right?
"What happened to your hands?" There was a small bandage wrapped around his knuckles. She took a step closer but stopped when he raised his head and their eyes met.
"You do not need to worry about last night. Had Ian guided you about your work." yes, and she did not like it. She held the ring tightly between her fingers. How could he ask her to be scriber?
