Chapter 16 A Truce For The Night

• " You?!" Lianne's eyes rounded at the sight of the man.
• On reflex, she moved, pressing herself against the carriage window as much as she could as if he had some kind of communicable disease.
• " Yes, me, " was the crown prince's cool reply. He continued to settle himself inside the carriage, claiming a seat in front of Lianne and acting disinterested of her obvious show of frustration. He was handsomely dressed wearing a black one-button tuxedo suit, his hair brushed up to the back, and his boots scrubbed into perfection. Clearly, he looked like someone who had planned to attend a ball for years.