She Was Not A Saint

The response Yvonne had been waiting for never did arrive.

The cowering figure in the Prince's arms felt uncomfortable with everyone's gaze fixed on her.

This made the Lady huddle in his arms as she hid her face in his chest.

Yvonne's eyes were now dangerously narrowed as any ounce of confusion she had earlier had vanished into thin air.

The Lady's frightened silence was enough to make others reckon that she was unable to utter a single word as she was being suppressed by the scary Miss Yvonne.

She was terrified and wasn't even brave enough to face the one who had caused her to fall.

Receiving the answer that he had been looking for, Prince Fritzen turned his narrowed eyes towards the daughter of the St. Claire family.

"Wasn't that enough? You were about to hit her so-" He began denouncing her all over again but Yvonne St. Claire wasn't someone to bear everything in silence.