Chapter 72: HER, THEM... WHO?
"What’s wrong with your face?" Acantha was greeted by the duke, who seemed to be waiting for her.
"Father," she said, as she didn’t know what to say to him; she can’t say it’s because of what she has seen, right?
"What happened? Why is your face so red?" He asked, and Acantha felt awkward more as he went near her.
"Oh, nothing, father. It’s just that... It’s just that the place where the prince and his people were staying was very hot." She said as she looked at him straight in the eyes.
"Is he alright now?" Her father said as she saw some worries in his eyes towards the prince.
"Yes, he’s fine. It’s good that Flamear knew how to help him." She said as she sighed.
"Have you eaten your dinner there?" The duke asked her as he also sighed too.
"No, we all fell asleep waiting for his Highness to wake up," she said as she saw her father’s brows raised at what she said.
The duke didn’t ask her more questions as he walked with her to the kitchen. Acantha stiffened as she saw Mildred, who was looking at her with a welcoming smile.
She can’t help but think, How dare this person smile at her when she was not even Mildred?
Now that she can see it clearly, the Mildred in front of her looks like she was faking her warm smile every time.