The next morning, Avian found herself in a familiar place: the Crown Prince's room. The curtains were obstructing the sunlight, which she was grateful for.
After the long day she had, she did not want to be punished by the glaring sun looking down at her so early in the morning. She heaved a soft breath.
'It's morning already.'
Time flew once she arrived at the Royal Palace.
The previous day was hectic, especially as she arrived at the Royal Palace in the Crown Prince's arms. Carlos had carried her again once the carriage stopped and shamelessly walked through the halls with her like that.
Having no energy to feel ashamed or fight him, Avian helplessly hid her face in his arms. No objections were heard from her even as he took her to his room.
Thinking about that made her groan. Their scandal should be the hot news of the High Society by now.
