"Are you okay? How was dinner?" Emily asked who seemed to realize something was happening to me.
I'm not sure that I can tell him now because I'm clearly not in a good enough mood to talk. I was proposed to by a king and a very beautiful noble woman as if giving me a war signal. Damn, from the way he looked at me I could tell he was jealous.
He felt jealous that King Zavier was with me and specially invited me to have dinner alone with him.
"Tch, damn it! Who cares? Is it really my wish to have dinner with him? I don't even care!" I cursed in annoyance. I'm sure the look on my face looked very displeased and that's why Emily asked me.
Not only Emily, but it seemed my mother was also thinking the same thing. Namely asking about what had happened and what I had done with the king.
