Chapter 212: Bringing dinner home

Music Recommendation: Define Dancing - Thomas Newman

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Emily pulled her hands away from the keys when she saw Raylen making his way over to where she sat. He remarked, 

"I had been wondering how long I would have to keep hearing you play like a pendulum in a clock." 

"What do you mean?" Emily furrowed her brow as she watched him approach and stand beside the piano. "Are you saying it's boring?" She had asked him to teach her a week ago, but he had refused. 

Raylen clicked his tongue, noticing that the princess appeared upset by his words, sounding defensive. It was such a rare sight that he couldn't resist moving a little closer. He said, "Scoot over to the side." 

"What?" Emily asked, but Raylen had already slid in to sit on the bench with her, prompting her to quickly shift over.