Chapter Two Hundred-Eighty-Four – Win Them Over
Stefan had a blank expression on Zeldris, and wondered what the young man tried to pull by holding the Princess.
The Princess didn't even try to refuse the unnecessary physical interaction. Why didn't it bother her?!
After his overreaction with Sigma when he found her atop Laurel's body, that overreaction turned to anger that turned to other things that caused disasters.
Since then, he had been careful of overreacting, or freely showing his reaction. He cleared his throat and dragged his eyes from Zeldris.
The young man always gave him a reason to dislike him each time they met. "So Laurel, I assume that it's for the sake of Bebe that the other witch came to you."
Laurel held her dress tightly then released it and stared at her hand. Did she just get annoyed that he didn't react? She shouldn't expect him too.
She exhaled and nodded. "It is." It didn't have to be true.
