The Devil's Betrothed novel Chapter 201

Chapter 201: Sad And Disappointed

The prince looked immaculate in blue, the same deep shade as his eyes, and today, his long ash brown hair was loosely tied with a ribbon, resembling a dashing scholar albeit without a monocle. She could not help keep staring at him.

Her gaze then flitted to his handsome face, and though unsmiling, there were no signs of him suffering from the aftereffects of last night’s inebriation.

’Did he already drink a hangover tonic?’

She quietly stood on side and when Arlan glanced her way, her heart skipped a beat.

She got hold of herself and spoke with her head lowered. "Good morning, Your Highness."

She didn’t get any reply from the prince.

Peeking at his expression, he was no longer looking at her, his face still expressionless. She wondered, ’Does he remember everything? I hope he doesn’t, or it would be so awkward between us. But what if he does? Then what should I do?’

Her mind was getting chaotic when she heard Neil speak.

"Orian, your turn."

Putting the three pairs of boots aside, she walked towards the prince, trying her best to not meet his gaze. As she stood in front of him, her hands shivered slightly due to how her heart was being so loud. The memory of last night kept repeating itself in her head, and she dared not lift her head, fearing how she would probably blush at the sight of his lips.

Trying to calm herself, she focused on fixing the buttons of his coat and attaching the various accessories chosen prior on his lapels. It was quite an effort to keep her breathing steady, but as she progressed to the last button, she realized that she felt strange, as if there was something missing today, but she could not put a finger on it.

"It’s done, Your Highness," she said and dared to raise her gaze, only to find him staring straight at the mirror instead of her, as if her presence didn’t matter to him.

His face looked colder than usual. It was normally impossible to guess what was on his mind, but his frigid expression today made him more distant and unapproachable.

Oriana lowered her head and stepped aside as Neil helped the prince with his boots.

’Does he not remember? Or he remembers but he is displeased with what happened?’ Unknown to her, her heart sank. ’Let’s not think about it. If he doesn’t wish to then I can ignore it as well.’

During his morning meal, Arlan remained unusually quiet, even until it was time to attend the second day conference of the summit. Not a single word had been uttered the entire time.

As one of the servants standing outside to see him off, Oriana watched the carriage go away, and along with it, grew a strange emptiness inside her. Today, Arlan did not warn her to stay in her room and not create trouble. No teasing, no rude remarks. He said nothing, absolutely nothing.

Only now did she realize how she had gotten so used to his nonsense talk.

Her eyes continued to stare at the carriage until it disappeared from sight.

Rafal noticed the sadness on her face. The knight was not allowed to follow Arlan due to his injuries. He had also been prevented from participating in any form of exercise or labor by his captain. With both Arlan and Imbert gone, he originally intended to provoke Oriana. However, seeing her confused face, he schooled his expression.

"You should head inside," he reminded casually, unlike how rudely he talked to her before. _{ƒrēewebnovel.com}

Oriana did not seem to notice. She headed inside with her head lowered, looking all disappointed.

’What’s with him?" Rafal could not help but think as he followed her inside.

At the foyer of the mansion, a servant from Megaris approached her. Oriana recognized the young woman to be one of Seren’s handmaiden, Marie, who was a witch as well. It was apparent she bore a message from the Queen of Megaris.

Rafal, as the one with the highest authority among those from Griven, entertained the messenger. Upon inquiry, Oriana heard her say, "Her Majesty Queen Seren invites Physician Orian to our mansion, seeking his services."

The knight looked at Oriana then at Neil who was the most senior attendant. Neil simply shrugged, allowing Rafal to make a decision on the matter.

"I will come as well," Rafal spoke after a while, only to receive a questioning gaze from Oriana.

"In His Highness’ absence, I have the responsibility to look after you so you won’t create any trouble."

Oriana didn’t comment, nor did she have a right to, and the two quietly followed Marie.

When they reached the guest mansion of Megaris, they were brought towards the drawing room, where Yorian was waiting with Slayer. Oriana bowed to them, while Rafal gave them a perfunctory greeting.

"Greetings, Mister Yorian, Sir Sanders. I was informed that the Queen summoned me."

"Indeed. We need you to check on Her Majesty," Yorian replied.