Book 12: Chapter 51
“Please wait here for a while then, Mr. Alex. His Majesty will immediately be here,” said Freya.
Alex nodded in a flustered manner. He took hold of the cup Freya placed in front of him. He spaced out for a moment when he caught a glimpse of Freya’s chest when she bent down to place the cup down. Freya seemed to notice him looking, but she just smiled with her lips pursed instead of making a deal out of it. Embarrassed by his own behaviour, Alex hid his red face and ears. He didn’t dare to look Freya in the face. He tightly gripped the cup despite his hand burning red.
“Mr. Alex?”
“Hmm?!”
“Isn’t it hot?”
“Aah!!!” Alex aggressively whipped his hand, thereby tipping the cup over, causing the steaming water to spill on him. He shrieked and jumped to his feet.
Freya swiftly grabbed Alex’s hand and softly blew on his hand. She then chuckled: “You got burnt, didn’t you, Mr. Alex? It is all right. It is all right. Do you want to soothe it with ice or would you be fine with just me blowing it? Your face is really red. Did your face get burnt, too? Would you like me to blow it?”
“No. No. No…” Alex looked away.
I stood at the door and looked at Alex, who was tightly holding Freya’s hand. The two of them stood very close together. Freya gently stroked his hand. His face was so red that it looked as if it was going to explode. Freya got even closer to him and gently blew his ear.