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Princess Eleanor moved back as she created some distance between them. Her eyes were tinted with an unknown emotion as she bit her lips.

"The people that attacked me should be the same that attacked the other Princess." Princess Eleanor said in a small voice. 

"It is a possibility," Sir Kit said as he looked at the Princess. Even in the dim light, he could see her eyes blinking innocently. Princess Eleanor's skin was glowing as it looked like silk. Sir Kit wanted to lean forward and touch it.

He felt like no matter what, the feeling of touching her skin would be addictive. Sir Kit shook his head as he tried to push the thoughts back. He could not do that and Sir Kit was well aware of it.

"I want to tell you something." Princess Eleanor managed her thoughts before she said the words. The emotions that were about to come out were overflowing but Princess Eleanor knew that this was not the right time.