Amelia sat inside the car with a complicated expression. She couldn't help but sigh at the irony of the situation.
King Cyrus sat inside the car with her and looked at her from the corner of his eyes.
The words from last night echoed in his ears, and he pressed his lips into a thin line, his gaze dark and unapproachable.
Fabian and Trevor sat in the front seats, looking at the duo in the back seat with raised brows.
Why did it feel like the two of them had a fresh fight? They weren't even talking at the breakfast table.
Could something have happened between them last night that led to this silent treatment?
Fabian was about to talk to the princess to ease the mood when King Cyrus beat him.
"Are you sure that's your family?" King Cyrus asked.
Amelia looked at her hands, a little ashamed and nervous.
