Bab 65: FIRST STRIKE

[Music Recommendation: For whom the fire burns ~ Phildel]

Oriana followed Adric outside until they were far from the dining room. Then she removed her hand, wiping it on her skirt.

Adric narrowed his eyes at her reaction but didn't say anything. "You did well, more than I expected. But just know, going up against my mother, you need to be ready,"

Oriana turned her face to look at him. "Ready? I didn't even do anything wrong, and you asked me to be myself, so..."

"You're correct, I did tell you that." He replied, his eyes now on the dress Oriana was wearing that gave her delicate skin the color it needed.

The princess noticed how Adric was staring at her at the moment, and it made her uncomfortable. She cleared her throat. "Are you really going to invite my family?" She asked, and Adric nodded. "But they don't know I'm here. What if they deny everything?" Oriana gulped. She wasn't ready to go through any punishment again.