Chapter 88: Betrothal Gifts!
"Wake her up!" the knights stared at Damon as if he had grown another head. He was not going inside the carriage but asking them to wake up the lady?
How could they dare to? Was she still a noble?
"How about I go and call one of her maids to wake her up instead?" asked a knight worried that he might lose his head for his one mistake.
They have reached the palace already. And they have knocked on the door a few times. But the lady did not wake up or respond. She was in a deep sleep.
It was still early in the morning. The sky was still dark. So it was only natural that the lacy was sleeping in her comfort. But why did the lord want them to wake her up?
"Do you think the lady had a personal maid?" Damon glared at the knight. "If you call any other maid, it would spread rumors since I have taken the carriage personally." the knight frowned. He did not understand why it would form a rumor.
The lady was only sleeping. Right? But as Damon remembers her way of sleeping. He could not help but feel heat all over. He could not let a maid see that and make assumptions.
"Then. should i go inside?" The knight was helpless. "Since the lady is not waking up by knocking on the door. It is better that we nudge her."
"..." the knight shrunk his body as soon as he whispered those words. Because Damon;s face had turned dark. So dark that he felt goosebumps all over his skin.