(Few hours later)
"Kikikiki, are you getting cold feet now?" Sylvia puffed out her chest. "If it were me, there's no way I'd ever be shy."
Arthur stared at Sylvia while he stood in front of the room Amelia was in.
After they had stopped their carriage, Arthur had decided to ride the horse with Ravian while Amelia entered the carriage, but now he couldn't help but grow hesitant.
Arthur covered his face with his palm. 'Why am I feeling nervous? It isn't like this is the first time I'm talking to Amy.'
But Arthur knew that the Amelia who was here was different from the Amelia he knew.
Still, since she decided to follow Ravian and come, that meant she at least felt something for him.
'That's a good start.' He stared at Sylvia, who held a bottle of alcohol while dressed in a blue tunic. 'But why did everyone leave her alone in the room?'
Arthur exhaled through his nose, lowering his hand. 'No point brooding over it.'
