He has lost his memory

~A year later~

The queen and king arrived and had the prince handed over to the doctors. The worried look on their faces matched that on Ariadne's face. 

Ariadne and Asher were made to wait outside while the Queen and king followed the doctors to the room. Ariadne paced around the corridor wondering about what the doctors were doing to the prince. 

"Do you still love him?" the question popped up so suddenly. 

Ariadne swallowed. Her back turned to the man beside her, she bit her lower lip in question. 

'Do I still love him?' She inquired to herself. 

She turned around to face Asher. Her eyes clear and without much emotions in them. "I am just worried for him," she uttered. "We were once friends before we were lovers. We have parted ways but I still consider him a friend," she added. 

The lies came easy to her. A year of constant practice without herself realizing had made her a good liar.