The Devil's Betrothed novel Chapter 205

Chapter 205: Salty Over Mere Aide

Their group stopped once more as Seren and Xena entered another shop, with Slayer and Azer following them in. Drayce and Arlan were discussing the matters from today’s conference, while Oriana observed their surroundings to distract herself.

On the side of the road, she watched a little girl enjoying the sugar candy stick that her father bought for her. The happiness on her face reminded Oriana of her childhood and her grandpa, and she could not help but miss him even more. No one loved her more than her grandpa did, and no one would even do it.

She needed her grandpa. It was childish and selfish, but she didn’t even want to imagine a future without him. She could not imagine him forgetting her. The memory of him being unable to recognize her, not even knowing her name...

She could not lose him at any cost.

"You seem like you are missing a loved one," a kind voice broke her reverie.

Oriana raised her head and found a certain blue-eyed prince walking towards her.

It was Cian.

"I..." She hurried to suppress the emotions inside her. Her smile was brittle as she bowed. "Greetings, Your Highness."

Cian gave a silent order to his knight who understood what the prince wanted. The knight made himself scarce.

"I was just observing that little girl, Your Highness," Oriana replied with her head lowered. "It’s just that I found her adorable, and was imagining what it’s like to have a sister like her."

"Hmm, that’s true. She has a contagious smile." A victim to his own words, the handsome prince smiled, prompting Oriana to smile as well.

Nearby, Arlan was frowning in their direction, only to hear Drayce remark, "Don’t tell me, you plan to go there and snatch her back?"

Arlan sighed and glared at his friend, his patience wearing off.

Cian’s knight returned with that same sugar candy stick the girl was eating.

"This for you, Orian," Cian spoke and his knight offered the sweet to Oriana.

Oriana was stunned, but then hesitated, "There is no need for it, Your Highness."

"I am yet to reward you for treating my hand on time. This is just a small token of gratitude."

"I need no reward. I am glad I could help His Highness."

"I appreciate your sincerity but I insist on you accepting it. If you refuse, I may have to pay for your services in gold coins."

Oriana relented, but before she could accept the stick, it slipped from the knight’s hand and fell on the ground. The knight stared at his hand in disbelief.

"Apologies, I will get another one—"

"Prince Cian," Arlan called out as he moved towards them. "My aide here is to serve me and not to enjoy the delicacies offered by others. Though I understand your kind intentions, there is no need to reward him separately. I hosted the dinner banquet. Treating your injury back then was part of his duty looking after my guests." _{freёweɓnovel.com}