It had been a day after her conversation with her governess to escape, and Elysia had not rested properly after that, her heart was always beating rapidly scared of the fact that things could go wrong at any point and ruin her chances of leaving the palace.
She had tried her best to avoid any suspicion that something was going on, a full smile on her lips and her words still soft and gentle. She had dined with Sevastian twice and played the part perfectly as he did not seem to suspect anything out of the ordinary.
Thankfully, she had not been in the presence of the King since the night he asked her to cut his hair. Elysia hardly doubted she could look the King in his eyes and lie to him without making a fool out of herself.