Hellbents
Chapter 89: Love's Quarrel
"Why?"
Ava did not touch the tea or snacks served, her stomach was still full because of dinner. Ellijah prefers to talk right away rather than the convenience of the process.
"You should be more specific, Duke Frost," with both hands resting on her knees, Ava sat upright and elegantly, the result of her weeks of practice on noble etiquette.
"Why did you lie to me when we were in Oranera?" Ellijah's strung seat cushion was torn apart, her icy fury buried in her glittering blue eyes.
"Because I was on vacation at the time, my identity was not a royal princess but an ordinary girl who was on a free adventure. But because of someone, my vacation automatically stopped since setting foot in the palace." Ava pettily continued to explore the topic of her abduction.
"Interminated?" Cracks! Wood handle Duke Frost's chair cracked. "You haven't been sending me news for almost four months!"
Wush! A cold mist emerged from Ellijah's tense and motionless body, his natural abilities appearing involuntarily. The Frost family's innate skill from dozens of generations back, ice.
"I'm afraid the letter from me just interrupts your romantic moment with Duke Frost's pregnant lover."
"You know the news is a lie! The culprit has even been beheaded!"
"But there will be no smoke without fire, Mr. Frost."
On the terrace illuminated by the soft twinkle of lights from the living room as well as the blue light from the moon, the two fell silent. Ellijah was still letting out the freezing air that came out unknowingly.
"You-you still believe I'm having an affair?"
"I already know the lifestyle of the male royals who are still unmarried, and I understand."
"But we're engaged!"
From history, Ava understands that the sparkling life of the upper society is filled with parties and dark entertainment, which starts from alcohol, call women, to illegal drugs. Not much different from the modern era in its original dimensions, it's just that the emancipation of women has grown rapidly since then. So it was no wonder when Ellijah appeared before him with an appearance that clearly depicted an addict, he assumed that Duke Frost was a loyal customer of nightlife.
Ellijah massaged the bridge of her nose, frustrated. "I wouldn't suggest a beheading if that damn girl was my mistress! That's my mark of loyalty!"
"It was a sign that Duke Frost was not a faithful man, that silencing the victim did not mean the sin was washed away."
Ava actually does not care if Ellijah is cheating or not, she also already knows that the biggest reason the head of Marquess Terelui's daughter separated from her body is an insult to the good name of Eve, a royal family, who is also a royal, so that the verdict of rebellion can be dropped. Ava was just looking for reasons to stay away from the man, but unfortunately Ellijah was too stubborn.
"How can you not look-"
"But if you invite me to talk because of the dance that's next Sunday, I'm willing to be your partner. We're both engaged anyway."
"You're not listening."
"Does that mean you refuse, Duke Frost?"
"I mean-No, I'm indeed going to invite Princess Eve to be my partner at the dance next week."
"That means, your business with me is done." Ava got up soon. "It's late at night, it's inappropriate for men and women to talk alone until late before marriage."
But his hand was blocked before he went any further. "One more thing, if ... if you're not angry anymore, don't talk formally when we're alone, it's strange considering we've known since childhood."
Oh, they're childhood friends.