"Your Highness!" Lady Elara called from outside and Lyra pushed Crown Prince Lyrien away immediately.
She adjusted her dress before opening the door. "Yes?" She asked with a nervous smile.
"You should get changed quickly before His Highness comes back, let me help you," she said as she pushed the door, but Lyra's grip on the door was so tight.
"No, I will get changed by myself, wait outside for me," she said before slamming the door on her face.
Crown Prince Lyrien scoffed. "Are you too embarrassed to show me to her?"
Lyra looked away. "Why will I be embarrassed you are already my husband," she coughed slightly.
"Really,'' he said and pulled her closer to him, his face was too close to her, there was barely space between them.
Lyra nodded. "Yeah, and about the tattoo, can I get to the man that I cut off his hand?" She asked pleadingly not to give him a chance to reject her.
