"When you need nothing from him?" Olivia watched Damon in confusion. Her brows furrowed as she kept staring at him under the setting sun. His face gleamed brightly under the warm rays of the twilight.
"It can't be that you are worried about me? Then why are you suddenly so curious?" she whispered, stunning him for a second. But it looked like she spoke more to herself than him.
Yet he was dumbfounded. Yes! Why did he care?
"If you have a relationship with the royal family, Orina's position would only be stronger in the family. How would I fight with her then?" he spoke hurriedly as if he was afraid that his thoughts would scatter if he did not whisper them.
Olivia's eyes flickered and then a cold smile appeared on her lips.
