Chapter 18 An Old-Fashioned Ring

The attic was so small, and Shadow had nearly cornered Susan at some point.

The roof here was too low for Shadow. He had to bend down, which brought his face so close to Susan that Susan could tell a handsome outline, clean-shaven chin in the dim light, and smelled soap.

Susan wondered if he had showered or shaved just before he arrived? Who shaves after dark? This guy's got some weird habits.

Then Susan noticed Shadow was breathing a little heavily. She could feel his breath on her forehead, which tickled a little. She reached out and tried to flap the hair which tickled her, but the Shadow quickly grabbed her hand.

"You're going to court tomorrow," Shadow whispered lowly.

"Uh-huh," Susan said, trying to pull her hand back, but failed.

She suddenly found herself has been locked in a small space between Shadow and the wall. He put one hand resting on the wall and the other holding her hand above her head. His face was so oddly close to hers that she might be able to kiss him if she turned her face sideways.

Isn't that what they call a kabedon? Susan made a funny face in her mind.

There were no romantic feelings in Susan's mind. At least, she thought it shouldn't. It was Shadow, the most vicious and meant guy in the world. She'd be crazy to even think about being romantic.

But her heart pounded faster indisputably.

Crazy, what was the heart beating fast for? She has not even seen his face, just a good-looking chin. Stop being so stupid. Susan spat on herself in her heart.

Then she felt something soft touch her finger, a little bit warm and wet. The warm breath sprayed on the back of her hand like a breeze in the spring rain swept by.

Susan was shocked. Was that a Kiss?

Was he kissing her finger?

But why?

Then she felt him let go of her and step back.

She hastily retracted her hand but found an additional object on her index finger.

It was an old-fashioned ring, a large blue-green gem, surrounded by a ring of small diamonds, magnificent and extravagant.

Susan had seen this ring before, on Shadow's index finger. Susan also looked at it closely when practicing the kissing hand salute before.

To be honest, the style of this ring and Shadow did not match. It is more like a person attending a funeral with a red rose on his suit chest pocket, extremely abrupt and unusual.

But the key point was why the Shadow suddenly put the ring on her finger?

"Keep this ring carefully. If you encounter a critical situation in the Palace, send someone to bring this ring to me."

So, it's a token. That's made some sense now.

"You will come to save me when you see the ring?" Susan asked while holding up her hand to the light and surveying the vast gemstone ring, which was nice to look at but just too big for her.

Susan took it off and put it on her thumb. Well, that looked much better.

The Shadow did not answer. Perhaps he thought the question was too stupid to answer.

He turned around and picked up a stack of papers from the small desk. Susan didn't even notice when he put it there.

"This is the paperwork you'll need for the interview tomorrow. Memorize the details now. If there's anything you don't understand, ask now so that you wouldn't be a fool at the Palace tomorrow."

This is the Shadow. The evil Shadow is back.

Susan was somehow relieved. The guy who kissed her finger tenderly before must have been an illusion. She didn't know why she took the simple act of wearing a ring as a kiss on the hand. She was really out of her mind. Had she really been without a boyfriend for too long?

Susan muttered to herself as she took the paperwork to read.

Susan. Smith. That's her new name. Great. Most common name, most common last name. Susan bet there are at least ten Susan. Smith in this city.

Huh? Graduated from the Ascendency Sewing Academy? And a recommendation letter from the principal?

Susan was happy. She had got the best school degree and a back door. What else did she need to worry about?