"I wish I did, that woman is keeping up with dreams that would never become reality." Azreal replied, a smile on his face.
"Does that mean you have no plans of making her your wife?" Elysia asked, her eyes watching the King.
His fingers caressed his jaw lightly, the smile on his face changing to a smirk. "I did not say so Elysia, the affairs of our supposed marriage is strictly between us. Do not concern yourself about that." He said.
Elysia opened her mouth to speak but nothing came out, her brows knotted in confusion. She could never tell what this man was really thinking. One moment, he is nice and loving then the same next, he looks like he could kill someone with his eyes.
"You are so strange,Your Majesty." She voiced out, without intending to do so and thankfully, the King did not take offense to her words.
