"You know you shouldn't be allowed to talk like this. Where are your manners?" Delilah fought back her smile, all her seriousness dissipating into nothingness when faced with Zephyr's flirtatious remarks.
Though she was talking to him like this, she was also trying to ensure that she didn't give away the fact that she was talking to the elder prince and he was being so cheeky with her.
She wasn't a fool and could see Masiah didn't trust her at the moment and if he heard about the person she was talking to, things would get a little difficult for her.
After all, they were rogues in the end, and the person she was talking to was someone who was doing a good job in bad wiping rogues from the country.
"My manners go down the drain when talking to you. After all, you are my -"
Before Zephyr could complete his sentence, Delilah ended the call and took a deep breath, looking at Masiah, who was looking at her with a suspicious gaze.
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