Kassandra's POV
I blink and wait for him to speak. He leaned back and pinned his elbow on the window, then leaned his face on his knuckle.
"I don't know. I think you should know," he says.
I raised my hands and held his face. He looks at me in the eyes, yet he is looking at his left side.
"Didn't I tell you that you can ask me if there are things you want to know?"
Prince Kalix sighed and decided to speak. "I knew something was wrong. I saw how Viscount Oswald looked at you. When you hugged Mrs. Dantes, it felt like something was wrong as well. Care to share with me?" he asks.
I smiled and let go of his face. "You are aware that Enrique's grandfather was an Earl, right? Did Enrique tell you about his grandfather's conditions so that any of his three grandsons inherit that title?" I ask. He slowly shakes his head and looks at me.
