Chapter 70
Just as he entered the dining room, she immediately noticed him as her seat was facing the entrance so she quickly rose on her feet to bow. But before she could bend her abdomen, he was already by her side stopping her.
Please there is no need for formalities. Your body is still not well. Take a seat.” Salas quickly said. with the same indulgent tone as before, and also took his seat at the table.
“You can leave us. We will call if we need you.” ordered the maid that stood behind Cella and also
looked towards his assistant, the same one who had showed him the video of the melee fight.
The maid nodded in understanding and immediately exited, but she still stole a glance towards the table in passing. The two people looked more like a couple having matching home clothes. She was eager to inform the other girls and took off towards the kitchen.
His assistant, exchanging a glance with Salas, knew that his highness was referring to him as well, so he quickly followed the maid out the door, leaving the both of them completely alone.
“How are you feeling Celia? Did you manage to get some sleep last night?” Salas asked calmly, as he took a sip of his coffee.
“I am feeling much better. The room was cozy and warm. Thank you for your care your highness.” She replied with a poker face, but still with a tinge of redness on her cheeks, almost unnoticeable. She was so nervous that she did not notice he had dropped all formalities and called her by her given name.
“I am glad. Please let I or the maids know if you have any discomforts.” He expressed normally in a polite tone, but inside his mind he was glad that she was feeling comfortable inside the palace, in this way he could make her stay longer. And even more importantly, he was pleased she had not shown any irritation because he had called her with her first name.
“Everything has been perfect, I could not ask for more. Thank you.” Everyone had treated her with care how could there be discomforts, she thought.
She lightly sipped her coffee trying to keep her eyes from wandering around. She was not a big eater, and for breakfast she would eat even less. At home she was always the one cooking so, because of the smell emitted while preparing the food, she was accustomed to feeling full without finishing her meal.
Trying to seem she was busy with something in an attempt to disperse the awkwardness, she sipped from the coffee again. But when she tried to sip once more she could not lift her hand and cup from
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the table. Confused she looked to see what was obstructing her arm. On top of her slender small hand there was another bigger one, it had enveloped the whole back of her hand.
“That is enough with the coffee. Please eat a croissant or some fruits. You have to replenish your energy.” He advised her, then removed his hand from her own and with it added a plate with pastries and some strawberries in front of her.
She nodded absentmindedly and ate the croissant bit by bit in silence. The electrifying touch of his hand had numbed her.
Seeing her with her eyes out of focus he wanted to speak, but as he opened his mouth the sound of his phone untimely interrupted.
“Speak!” Salas said answering the phone a bit displeased.
“Your highness the items you have requested to be brought from Miss Blair’s room at the Academy have arrived.” His beta Micah quickly informed. He noticed the annoyed tone on the other end of the phone call, so even more would not drag the conversation. He only said briefly the call’s purpose.
“Alright bring them to her room.” Salas ordered concisely then closed the phone call.
“I have been informed that your books, laptop and phone have arrived. You can find them in your room.” Salas informed Celia, his tone miles apart from just now. It was like he was a totally different person.
“Thank you your highness.” Celia quickly expressed her gratitude, snapping out of her thoughts. They had asked her yesterday if there was something in particular she wanted from her room, just! so she could have something to pass the time, but all her focus had been on studying so she requested her books. But she did not think they would bring them so fast to her.
She felt bad of having inconvenienced them, they were already housing her, and now she even rose up with demands. But she was afraid of her studies faltering, after all the material to be learnt was quite extensive.
“Now then let’s go.” Salas said looking brightly at her, just as they finished their breakfast.
“Yes.” She replied, but did not ask where to. They talked yesterday about informing Gabriel and Salas of the attack. Although the other students had already said most of what happened, her testimony was important for the investigation.
Of course she was aware of this, and they had even mentioned it to her yesterday. Naturally the place he was taking her to was the room her teacher would be waiting. Knowing this, she followed
* behind him with her head lowered looking at the floor, she could not walk side by side with the king,
it would be disrespectful.
