The Devil's Betrothed novel Chapter 303

Chapter 303: Lady Ria Burton

Seren stepped aside, pretending to hug her husband’s arm a little closer to her, though her real intention was to stop blocking Arlan’s view of his mate.

Sensing his gaze on her, Oriana looked up and felt a jolt. A pair of ocean blue eyes met her golden-flecked hazel ones.

Her body froze and she lowered her gaze in alarm.

’I am caught! I should have known this disguise would not work!’

Just then, Arlan’s deep voice pierced through her panic.

"And this lady?" he asked while looking at Seren.

"She is one of my ladies-in-waiting, Ria Burton," Seren replied, knowing Arlan had already recognized Oriana but she acted along with him.

"Lady Ria, this man is the Crown Prince of Griven, Arlan Cromwell."

"This lady is honored to meet the Crown Prince of Griven," Oriana spoke formally, her voice soft and delicate, imitating Xena’s manner of speaking. It was a far cry from her regular voice, which had a more boyish timbre.

She could only pray that Arlan doesn’t recognize her voice.

Arlan replied with a nod, before flashing a grin towards her and planting a kiss at the back of her hand like a gentleman. He then directed his attention towards Drayce, speaking to him about his tardy arrival.

Oriana felt overjoyed at Arlan’s reaction.

’He didn’t discover it’s me!’ But then, she wondered, ’Lady Xena mentioned it’s part of etiquette to be introduced by a common acquaintance. She also said that some men would kiss the back of a lady’s hand, but mostly only when she’s of higher rank or the man is showing mild interest towards her. And that grin...Does that mean...?’

The joy she felt dampened.

’Hah, I guess a prince is a prince.’ A wry smile spread behind her veil. ’He can show interest to any woman and play with as many of them as he wants.’

Their intimate circle of people grew larger upon the arrival of Seren’s older brother.

"Prince Arlan, how could you leave me behind without a word? To think you’d even patiently wait for your turn to greet these two," Cian said, his tone civil despite the playful glint in his eyes as his gaze swept past Oriana, "is there an urgent matter that requires your attention?"

Arlan turned his gaze to look at the older prince. "I believe it is Prince Cian who has urgent matters to attend to. It’s better you pay attention to your affairs instead of meddling in mine."

As if on cue, Cian glanced in the direction of the people gathered near the far end of the hall, a vague smile hanging on his lips.

More people came to greet the royalty of these three kingdoms, forcing Arlan to pay careful attention to his manner and words. He was attending as the representative of his kingdom, burdened with the heavy responsibility of grasping new connections for the development of Griven, while ensuring he leaves a good impression on each person.

The young vassals and proud sons of these people would even attempt to engage Oriana in idle conversation, some even kissing the back of her hand like Arlan did. _{ƒгeewёbnovel.com}