"Oh dear! Alessandra, you are too much." Lucas laughed as he pulled Elowen in his arms, "you should not mind her, Elowen. She had always been a prankster." his hands moved from her shoulders to her waist when he pressed hard, feeling her skin and her curves.
"Mmmm, you are so soft! I wonder if you will break if I put a bit more pressure." Elowen pulled away. She bowed her head to hide the disgust from her face.
"You are worrying too much, your highness. I am fine. I have heard these kind of jokes of many times.'' She picked up another glass of water and took a sip, and we drank water like others too."
Alessandra sneered looking at the calm and pretty smile on Elowen's face as if it meant nothing. But what irked her more was Lucas's hands that were still resting on Elowen's waist.