Chapter 19 - Taking Over Her

Zezi shifted uncomfortably in her seat, clearing her throat awkwardly as Delice stood away from her, with her usual gentle smile on her face.

"I heard you were supposed to get married to him."

At that question, Delice's grip tightened around her wrist slightly.

"Gwen sure loves to talk."

"Ouch, you are hurting me."

Delice quickly let go of Zezi's hand go with an apologetic smile.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to."

Zezi nodded, rubbing her wrists, not because of the pain because that had now faded away, but she just felt the need to keep herself slightly distracted.

"Does it hurt?" Zezi asked, looking up at her.

"It doesn't matter."

It was hard to read Delice's facial expression. It was ever gentle but the way her grip had tightened around Zezi's wrists earlier had given it all away.

She certainly had feelings for the King. Whatever it was, he was important to her. She wondered if the King considered Delice to be important to him too.