When Esme returned to the room after the breakfast with Duke Maverick and Duchess Flora, she was greeted by the sight of Aleister sitting on a chair, in the dark corner of the room as he ate... grapes?
She blinked innocently as if she did not know where he came from, "The Prince seems rather idle today."
"Princess is spreading some interesting rumours about me, after all," Aleister said without lifting his head.
The corner of her lips tugged up. It seems like the King has taught him some good lesson.
If only she knew how things proceeded there and it was the King who was angered to death, then she might not have been so smug.
She sighed regretfully, "You weren't here. That's all I could do to stop them from coming to your room," She walked towards him before taking a seat on the chair in front of him.
"Is it? You sure you were not trying to teach me a little lesson, My Dear Moon?"