Chapter 9 : Reject Or Not

Vika's POV

"What?"

Henry cried out. "Seriously, you are Prince Regent Asher's mate, not Princess Devi?"

"Shh…" I nodded.

Henry and I were doing our laundry. I was so glad no one was passing by.

Henry gaped at me, eyes as wide as his mouth.

"As a heart attack," I told him. Henry rolled his eyes.

"That's not even funny," he chastised me.

"Come on, Henry, I know it's a big issue. I need your perspective. I don't even know what I'm going to do!" I shook my head, scratching my hair randomly.

He handed me the corners of a sheet, and we lined them up, folding them together.

"Well, are you going to see him again?" Henry asked, his tone strange and concerned.

"Yeah, we plan to meet tonight," I said. Henry shook his head.

"That is such a bad idea, and you know it," he said. I shrugged.

Yes, part of me knew it was a bad idea, but every time I thought about Asher, I smiled and my stomach fluttered.

"Why is it a bad idea?" I asked.