Fake Princess
CHAPTERS 102
But I don't want Melani smiling at me. I just want to escape.
“ Please, no need,” said Melani. “ We have known each other for too long to use such formality. Please call me Melani, and I'll call you Amelia. But I have to say, I didn't expect to see you wandering the palace again.” Melani's gaze turned to Devan who was beside me. “ But now I know even the actions of kings and witches are not enough to keep you away from your friends.”
“ Yes,” I said in a voice I hope sounds relaxed, but to me it sounds more like choking. “ There are only a few things that can keep me away from Devan.” please, my prayer, don't let Melani see the paper. The papers were still on the floor near my feet. Is there any way Devan can take it without letting Melani see what it is?
Melani raised one hand to her chin and tilted her head, her face revealing an amused expression. “ Ah, yes. I think playing a copycat for Paula gives you time to hang around. In my opinion, she is not a demanding mistress.”
It surprised me. I didn't expect Melani to know where I live or what I do there. But I just smiled stiffly and said, “ I do have a little free time.”
Melani did not nod. Instead, her gaze turned to the floor, and, before we prevented her, Melani had already bent down and stood up again, the papers were already in her grasp. His eyes read the names quickly, then he looked at me. His face, which a moment ago was very calm and relaxed, hardened like ice in a lake.
“ Looks like a lot of free time. Digging into the past, Amelia?” ask Melani. His voice was still calm and relaxed, but now there was a sharp tone that outlined him, like a knife. “ Again I was surprised.”
“ A project,” I said in a squeaking voice. “ For Paula.”
“ I—“ I'm about to talk, but then take a step back. The strength in the corridor strengthened, rolling out from Melani. I lowered my head and saw Melani's bare hands forming symbols, amplifying her magic, and I gulped hard upon recognizing one of them. A forgotten spell, which is so powerful that it can make a person forget his own name. “ No,” my sigh. Devan—“
“ Lord David,” call Devan, waving frantically to the end of the corridor. Melani quickly turned to look at a young noble coming out from one of the rooms that led to the corridor. The man smiled and rushed over to us, unaware of the magic in the air around us. Melani lowered her bare hands and her strength disappeared, but the other hand clasped the paper tighter and tighter.
“ Devan,” Lord David said cheerfully as he approached. “ I hope you call me to pay your losing bet to me?”
“ Yes, yes, indeed it is,” cerocos Devan. Taking out a few gold coins from his pocket, Devan said, “ Sorry I can't stay for long and chat, David, but I have an appointment. It's nice to meet you. Baroness.”
Devan reached out, and Melani had no choice but to hand the papers over to him. “ Of course,” he said, his voice sounded friendly. “ We'll chat again soon. Stay away from problems, Amelia.”
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