She glanced at where he stood. He stood leaning on the door of a classroom cleansing directly at her making her look away in that instant.
She looked down.
"Oh, well," the teacher awkwardly cleared his throat, "do you. . .uh . . Does Ms Quill attend sem classes as you, your highness?"
"No," he shook his head, "we were meeting and we lost track of time. If you would be so kind as to excuse her presence."
The teacher nodded hurriedly. " Yes, sir."
Adelen watched the exchange silently. He took her side and then disappeared back into the classroom. Somehow she felt longing for him more than before. It was in her heart and came to the surface and became a good throbbing.
"Should I escort you, Ms Quill?" The teacher asked with a small smile on his face and Adaline nodded.
