Fourteen

His face turned black, "Do you still badly want to be with the second prince that you decided to just replace his concubine? Are you too stupid to think that it by just using his concubine's face he would want you? That he will not notice you are not her?" He asked, unmasked hurt laced from his statement.

The pain he felt squeezed his heart. 'She is not fine marrying me even though I am willing to give her everything, but she is fine to be someone else just to be with that imbecile?' 

Rolling her eyes, not knowing what came over her, but she had already raised her head, cupping his cheek like pacifying a child.

She could feel his facial hair that kind of felt good against her skin. "I told you before, I do not want him. Why are you mad? You do not like it?" She asked playfully.