20 Chapter 20.Its definitely a pre-planned murder. (1/2)

Aeinshia's heart also began to beat at an alarm speed. Her throat felt dried, she swallowed on her saliva with a gulp while her cheeks blushed created a red shade.

Evan could feel sweat forms on her hand because of his tight hold, realising it he slightly eased his hold but gave a little squeeze motioning her to answer him quickly.

Closing her eyes to muster up the courage, ”I.. I do”, she replied curtly still feeling shy.

Evan's lips eventually curled up high that it would reach the high sky, learning she too missed him. The never expressionless prince was now filled with delightfulness as he got the answer he anticipated.

Throughout the whole journey his hands never left hers.

Soon after ten minutes the horses took a halt. That's when he left her side, opened the carriage door, then immediately got out of the carriage.

Following his suit Aeinshia too got up, when she reached near the door, there came a hand. The hand itself, long ,white and slender, looks almost weighed down with two antique rings in which are set sapphire and emerald stones.

These hands, which were beautiful, precise, elegant asked her to hold onto it while descending the carriage.

She instantly grabbed his hand like a child grabbing a candy. Even though she looked calm and composed her ears told another story which already turned red as if blood was spilling out of them.

The trio, Evan, Aeinshia and Peter stood in front of the huge house of the main official of royal court. It was mostly brown and architectural, all in all that place was homely. Warmth seemed to envoloped it. The entrance of the house had two guards infront of it. The guards immediately bowed to the Prince and Princess, who came down the carriage.

Evan stood directly in front of the house. Aeinshia towards his left almost beside him. Peter was on his left, a bit behind him as respect. They stepped onto the porch of the well built house. They could see the pretty flowers bushes- a little overgrown- with colorful flowers lining the path and the little garden on either side of the porch. When they stepped into the house, everything smelled stale, a strong smell of fresh blood.

Aeinshia immediately grimaced and scrunched her face a bit from the smell. In a distance they could see the dead bodies. 'Dead bodies? I thought only the official was dead?' Aeinshia thought and glanced up at Evan. But, she couldn't tell if he knew or not as he had his signature neutral face. Sighing, she then looked at Peter and he seemed pretty calm. So she figured out he must have known about whatever this was.