The moment he was done voicing his thoughts, his fingertip left my face completely. While I was still stunned and frozen in place, the prince got up from the sofa and stood up straight. He seemed very relaxed as he stretched before turning back to look down at me.
“Let’s go, Mila…” he said invitingly as he stretched out a hand my way.
“Go…where?” I asked with clear surprise.
One surprise just led to another, and I was struggling to keep up with him.
“Let’s go out…” he replied before he smiled cheerfully at me.
The tension in the air evaporated in an instant and it felt like the hard conversation that we just had never happened in the first place.
“Out? As in, to the gardens?” I asked to make sure that I understood him correctly.
“No, out as in outside of the palace. You’ve never really seen the city, right?” he asked before he grinned at me.
Was that allowed?
