Enrique's POV
As soon as we arrived, Arida and I got inside our room in this palace.
The king and queen provide room for the personal confidant of their children where they can bring their wives or husbands if they visit them here.
I locked the door and let go of Arida's hand. The smile and her sweet voice while talking with Silver are making me angry.
"I know you're mad because of how I acted a while ago. We have to act convincingly because Silver is not a stupid man. Don't take it seriously, honey," Arida explained.
I look at her. "You can't erase what I saw and heard. You never use that tone when you are with me. You look... a typical girl in front of him," I growled.
I walked away, and she followed me. Before I can reach the balcony, she grabs my arms and turns me around.
"Don't get mad at me, please? Not you, Enrique!" she roars, using the tone she used while talking to Silver.
