Anelisa' POV

If this is a dream, I don't want to wake up. He's impressed and the maid was right, he loved the color.

Even when I was petrified that she delayed my coming with so much dressing, it seems it didn't anger him.

My smile broadens as he introduces me to some subject who had no choice than to welcome me.

He walked me through the hall, portraying that royalty and I played along.

However, my smile flustered as I felt a prick of discomfort. At first it felt like just a gentle tickle but ...