Bab 231: Blade Cut

"And has my dear gentry valet turned into a daft?" Prince Elliott stopped on his track, and turned around looking at the young valet's small stature. He could tell that the young man looked frightened but he couldn't spot the reason exactly. Perhaps, the young man was also familiar with one of those evening breezes that thwarted around his kingdom?

He shook his head, disproving the fact. How could rumours fly so easily from his kingdom to this kingdom? Whatever that had happened was a mere incident and it almost cost him a lot.

And again, he threw away that thought from his mind as the valet walked closer to him, bowing his head as a sign of apology.

Well, what was he thinking? This bloody valet was a very impudent one. There was no way he would be scared of anything.

Esmeralda led the way to the lavatory, the closest to where the hall was situated and when they got to the entrance, she hesitated.