Oriana soon reached the lake side where Arlan was standing. Arlan had already smelled her scent long before she entered the garden, but he didn't react to her presence and continued staring at the calm surface of the lakewater.
Due to her arrival, the negative emotions inside him rose, stirred up by the source and target of his anger.
The ignorant attendant bowed to the prince. "Good evening, Your Highness…"
Seeing Arlan's lack of reaction, Oriana wondered, 'Neil said he is angry about something. What can it be? Did something happen when he was out? Never mind, let's make small talk. I will first explain to him my side, about Queen Seren's invitation and then her request that I see Prince Cian's injury.'.
"Your Highness—" she started, but the rest of her sentence was stuck in her throat.
When he turned his head to look at her, his dangerous gaze made her swallow her next words.
'Why is he looking at me… as if he wants to kill me?'
