"She's a friend of mine." The crown prince already guessed what the little red-head was thinking and reassured. He doesn't want her finding out Lannae was his sister.
Even though he said she was a friend, Dydra didn't believe him. Then, what Oryen told her about noblewomen fighting for his attention came to her mind. It discouraged her from furthering their conversation.
"My lord, forgive me for not seeing you had company." Tears filled her eyes. She would have to find help elsewhere. The kind elite was off her option. She dearly hoped the noblewoman didn't see her face. She was already accused of bedding the crown prince, she doesn't want to entangle herself in another drama.
"I shall take my leave, my lord." She gave him a deep bow, before heading to the door.
