Chapter 312: A Woman’s Emotion
After Kiev expressed his gratitude to Eva’s maid and closed the door, Elis immediately wriggled out of the Mederian Prince’s embrace. She hurriedly retreated to a corner of the room near the window and leaned against the wall, avoiding his gaze. Her fingers nervously fidgeted, and her palms grew sweaty as if she had committed a grave error.
Perplexed by her sudden change in demeanour, Kiev inquired, "What’s the matter?"
"You... you... shouldn’t address me in such a way, Your Highness!" Elis stammered, her voice barely audible, still avoiding eye contact.
Amused by her response, Kiev teasingly inquired, "Oh, you mean... ’my sweetheart’? Does it make your heart tremble?"
"Your Highness!" Elis protested, her voice filled with both embarrassment and concern.
"It’s Kiev, or ’my darling’, my dear. Have you forgotten your role?" he reminded her as he moved towards a nearby chair.
"We are not in the presence of others! It is essential to maintain decorum and show respect, Your Highness," Elis responded.
"The most crucial duty of a maid is to obey her master, and I never permitted you to address me as you normally would, even in private. I recall our agreement that you would address me as a wife should. So, if you’re reluctant to call me your ’darling’, you can address me by my name, and it’s Kiev, in case it slipped your mind," the Mederian Prince stated, his voice soft but his words piercing like a knife.
"I don’t think I can bear this! It’s too overwhelming for me, and I fear making a mistake at any moment! Please, Your High... I mean... Kiev!" Elis pleaded with desperation as she looked at him.
Kiev responded with a dismissive smile, unbuttoning his surcoat and removing it to hang on a nearby rack. At the sight of the Mederian Prince’s actions, Elis felt a wave of panic.
Confused, she asked, "What are you doing?"