Chapter Three Hundred-Eighteen – How He Came
Lady Zara stopped in front of Nero who frantically looked for the Princess and Thales. They seemed to have disappeared from his sight!
Did this mean that he'd be brutally beaten when he returned? Sweat beads formed on his forehead.
"It's unusual seeing the King's dog without his owner." Lady Zara smirked. "Or did you get lost in the non assassin world?"
Nero dropped his eyes on her in annoyance but quickly noticed her clothes were like the ones Princess Laurel had worn that day, with the enticing material.
Even worse was that Lady Zara's cleavage suffocated under it and peeped out from the clothes. The spot seemed to have been oiled too.
Nero stepped back with red face and ears. "G-Good morning, Lady Zara. I'm only performing my—"
