Kalix Noah's POV
My sister grabs my arms. I look at her. Her expression turns sour while looking in a certain direction.
We just arrived in the largest port in the entire kingdom, but Celeste's mood changed. I look in front of us.
Now I know why. It's Tamara who is walking towards us. She's wearing a beautiful red dress.
Her hair was tied beautifully. Is that her clothes while teaching the kids, or she's just strolling around? She bows her head and performs a curtsy as well.
"Greetings, His Highness, Her Highness," Tamara says. My sister scoffs.
"My day was ruined because of you," she sarcastically replied.
I tap the back of her palm that she wraps around my arm. She rolled her eyes and sulked. I laugh.
"I apologize for that, Lady Tamara. You dressed differently. Are you attending a gathering or a party, maybe?" I ask.
She smiled and was about to wrap her hands around my other arm when Celeste pulled me to her side. She glares at her.
