Lia gaped very wide, becoming wider when she saw Prince Aerus chuckling in amusement. The kiss landed on her lips gently, making Lia almost drift away and forget what she wanted to do.
"Gosh, you are sick. But you don't have a fever. Wait here, I'll call Hamdi." Lia's feet shifted and were ready to move. Her body rotated quite vigorously. But before her eyes could see the entire side of her desk, the strong hands on her arms locked her again.
Her irises, which were black and brown, reflected the image of Prince Aerus who shook his head and also reflected the reflection of the perfunctory furniture in her room. Lia's silver hair lit up even more as the sun shone through the thin curtains that hung on the open window.
"You're sick right now. Go to sleep first, I will call Hamdi now." Lia's desire to meet Hamdi again was found in vain. Prince Aerus had completely locked herself in. With a long sigh, Lia patted her face.
