Even after a few minutes had passed, Prince Revaz didn't seem to have any attention to speak or perhaps, he just couldn't find the right words to explain it. His voice remained stuck in his throat as his brilliant golden eyes gradually turned bright red as a sign of his emotional agitation. He appeared slightly frustrated while staring fixedly at the young lady.
Meanwhile, Kalliope raised an eyebrow at his silence and she couldn't help but knitted her eyebrows in the next moment. She wondered if she had been too patient last night or too easily persuaded into allying with him that he didn't seem to hold any fear towards her.
Then again, when she remembered whose body she was in, Kalliope could only groan in frustration just the same. Who would be intimidated by a twelve or thirteen years old girl?