70. Carriage

Chapter Seventy – Carriage

Who could compare a stick of candle to a burning bush?

Laurel tore her eyes away from Sorren before all her self-confidence would be drained away.

"Yeah, maybe I should change my clothes." she hummed. There was no way she was going anywhere with him, looking like that. Why was he even born a man?

As he was distracted, she ran out of his quarters back to the maid quarters. She had to change her clothes. She had to. "Ouch—" she hit someone.

She glared at him before lowering her head, it was her mistake anyway. "I'm sorry."

"Why are you run—"

"Princess Laurel! Thank Moon goddess you haven't gone yet!" Jessika cut Stefan short, rushing to the princess.

Laurel grabbed Jessika and the Alpha watched the two ladies hug like they haven't seen each other in years. Like he wasn't even there.

Laurel broke the hug and looked at Jessika determinedly, "I need new clothes. Do you have any?"