Chapter 64: Watching you

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Anastasia's lips trembled at Dante's question. 

She was the brown-skinned maid who was always blending into the background, and no one had ever noticed her. But this week, she had been overwhelmed by male attention, and she didn't have to wear expensive clothes or makeup to attract it. 

Anastasia was sure she hadn't done anything to show interest in the prince because her mind had been filled with finding her sister's killer and escaping. And this was Prince Dante, the cursed Blackthorn prince who mostly despised women, regardless of social status, and tolerated only the ones in his family. She wouldn't even dream of having a chance with a prince. Marianne was an example of what happens when one involves themselves with a prince, and she wasn't going to repeat the mistakes her sister made. 

When Anastasia took a few seconds to respond, she felt Dante's thumb caress the skin of her wrist.