Chapter 148: Waiting For Noon
Caius closely watched Rose. He had seen her expression before she bent her head, hiding it from him. It was the same smile he had seen when he agreed to help the maid his mother threw into the dungeons.
However, the only time she was expressive to him was during lovemaking, and even then, she hid her face from him. Caius could feel himself get irate—this bothered him.
"Is there anything else?" he asked coldly.
Rose shook her head, keeping it low. "That is all, Your Majesty."
"Okay, leave," Caius said.
Rose’s eyes widened ever so slightly. A moment ago, he was smiling, and now he seemed like a different person. Was he angry after all? Or was it something she said? Though the way he dismissed her was enough to make her think about it, it didn’t really bother her. As long as he didn’t suddenly change his mind again, she was fine with whatever expression he had on and whatever tone he might speak in.
Rose stood to her feet immediately and walked to the door without another word. Rose didn’t even glance back, but she could clearly feel the crown prince’s gaze on her back. Rose sped to her room and immediately got ready for bed.
Perhaps it was because she had been worried about asking the crown prince all day, but as soon as she lay in bed, it was as though the dam of exhaustion broke. Rose felt so tired, she didn’t even have time to think about what happened before she fell asleep.
She slept without once stirring. Only when light started to stream through the open window did she rouse awake, yawning as she moved herself to a sitting position.
Rose stretched with a bright smile on her face. She had something to look forward to today.
She got out of bed and prepared for the day, wearing one of the worn dresses. It wasn’t too bad, as it was similar to the dresses she wore back at Edenville. There was a light tear at the edge of the dress, but it wasn’t enough to cause any problems, and she could always ask the maids for something to fix it with. Rose knew a thing or two about mending dresses.
What Rose was a little concerned about was laundry. While she was sick, Edna had taken care of that, but that didn’t seem to be possible anymore, and there was no way she could ask any of the maids to help. She didn’t have to worry about the nightgowns, as someone was always there to get them for cleanup.
Rose was on her feet as soon as she heard a knock. She rushed to the door and opened it to reveal a maid. Her eyes moved from Rose’s face to her feet and then back up. Rose did her best not to let her expression show exactly what she was thinking.