The room was enveloped in weighty quiet while Astra fixed her eyes on Theron intently as if trying to understand him.
"Are you really ill or... pretending?" her eyes were like that of a hawk detecting every little detail on his face.
"Am not ill. Do I look sick?" Theron asked frowning, as well as scanning his body for any abnormality. "Other people saying I behave like a child even though am big, am truly fine."
Astra sighed realizing her question was kind of absurd and unreasonable. Why would the Crown Prince to be having regression?
"Then why did you... do that?" she asked hesitantly, her cheeks turning a soft shade of pink.
"Do what?" Theron looked at her innocently, that she almost believed he was not capable of doing something so bold and shameless.
"That... I mean like... you know what I mean." Astra blew air out from her mouth, fanning herself due to the rising heat in her body.
