章 92: 92 — What If I Refuse?

"Ah! Actually, Your Highness…  I've been wanting to ask you something," Arisia hesitated before continuing. "How's your relationship going with bro— I mean His Highness?" 

Cynthia looked at her, a frown formed on her face, puzzled by her unexpected question. 

"Uhm… why do you ask?" She wiped off the frown from her expression, forcing a smile. 

"… I was just asking." She slightly averted her eyes. She couldn't say that she had been observing their cold and distant relationship during her stay at the mansion. Rather, it would have been peculiar for her to not notice. 

And the servants keep talking about it all through the mansion. Does Her Highness not know about this? 

Arisia pondered, her gaze shifting back on the lady sitting before her, with a straight and flawless posture. 

She is elegant as a princess should be…