Thirty-FOUR.

IRIS'S POV.

I turned around and came face to face with EDWARD!. My heart skipped a beat.

"Did you need something my Prince?"

I asked, keeping my head up high. He studied me. Then burst into laughter. Was he nuts? I looked around the room. It looked like a store room of some sort. It was huge, with piles and piles of all sort of things.

High and wide cupboards, some old and rusted swords, armours and shields. Broken dress rakes were at the other end. It was dusty in here!

"You're such a good pretender princess. I'm impressed. But you don't have to anymore. It is just you and me. I am willing to help you if you'll open up. What has my brother been doing to you?"

He finally got over his laughter and asked.

" Except for pampering me and being overly sweet, nothing more."

I shrugged, staring him directly in the face.

He coked his head to the side and looked me from head to toe.