Rosina went out of Draco's room, leaving Silvio behind. She turned to the side and saw Draco leaning against the wall, waiting for them.
"Your Highness," Rosina stated and bowed.
"Is Silvio your mate?" Draco asked with squinted eyes.
"I don't feel any spark, Your Highness," Rosina replied while shaking her head.
"How about the scent?" Draco walked forward and sniffed Rosina's scent and smelled a faint scent of Jasmine.
"I don't find Sir Silvio's scent alluring, Your Highness," Rosina replied softly. "I apologize for the misunderstanding."
"Hmm," Draco hummed while rubbing his chin. He became interested in Rosina's facade personality.
Silvio went out of the room after calming himself. He was hurt and his wolf was depressed for assuming that they finally found his mate. He rubbed his eyes to show that he didn't cry.
