Sensing the cold atmosphere, Brayden understood that he should stop now and let the emperor alone for sometime to calm down.
"I will excuse myself now, Your Majesty."
Brayden spoke as he closed the bedroom door worriedly after glancing at the emperor, who was in a daze.
Cathain tried his best to remember but all he could recall is how she looked as a 12 year old and how she looks now.
'Why is her expression like this?'
A throbbing pain poked on his heart as he stared at the picture infront of him.
Then he just pulled down the cloth to cover the picture again laid down on his bed with a heavy headache.
But he just continued to toss around as he couldn't fall asleep.
Everytime he closed his eyes, her shocked expression from last night and her indifferent attitude today kept repeating in his mind.
Specially how soft her lips were, when they kissed.
Getting irritated, Cathain sat up on the bed and covered his blushing face in his palm.
'Just what should i do with you...'
