Astrid's POV
I look at Elyse and Tala. The three of us had been looking at Eliza—I mean Kassandra.
We've noticed her silence and spacing out since this morning. It's already two in the afternoon.
"Eliza—I mean Kassandra, are you bothered by something?" Elyse asks. She looked at us and nodded.
"I just... What if I'm not Kassandra? The seventh prince, he's being caring and all. We just met yesterday, but…"
The three of us looked at her and showed how interested we were. She raises her palm.
"Don't give me that glance," she says. We coughed and leaned back in our chairs.
"You've been gone too long, and they thought you died because of that battle the crown prince did in the borderland. Of course, he'll be like that even if you don't remember him," Tala explained. Elyse and I nodded to agree. I speak.
