7 First Love: Mo Xue 5 (1/2)
The Prince silently watching his bride fidgeting, stuttering on his words. Without notice, the spoon that was in his bride's hand, appear in front of him.
”Pl-please, have some, Your Highness.”
Chuckling inwardly over his bride shy act, the Prince grasp his wrist, stabilizing his shaking arm before eating the congee. The Consort, feeling shy and embarrassed, was watching from behind his eyelashes, as he bow down, chin touching chest. He gasp silently as his hand was captured by the Prince.
”Can I have some more?”
The Prince's voice sounded low in his ears, bringing an unknown shiver to the Consort's spine. The latter give out a small nod, before scooping another spoon of congee, blowing it a bit to cool it down. Focusing too hard on his task, he failed to notice that the Prince has scoot closer to him, rounding his arm on his waist, not touching, but almost.
”Ahhhhh...”
Startled, after realizing that the Prince is so close, the Consort accidentally spill the content of his spoon on the Prince's robe. Fearing for his life, the bride panic and fall from his seat, bringing pain on his behind as the floor come in contact with his tail bone.
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”Oy... it hurts.”
”Congratulation, host. You have completed your given task.”
All of the sudden, I can sense something is flashing in my mind.
[Side mission, task one: Completed.
Total points gained: 30 points.
Total points needed to unlock new world: 1000 points.
Points collection: 30/1000 points]
”What does is mean by...”
”Please focus, host. The Prince is till here.”
Ah... I forgot. Turning my gaze up at him, I found him staring at me. Shit... did I just make him angry? There's is a slightly visible stain on his robe. Oh my God! What should I do?
Ignoring my pained behind, I scramble to kneel in front of him. This is what they do when they want to apologize in the ancient world, right? Argh... He is the Prince. Would I be beheaded for this?
”I'm... I'm so-.. I beg your pardon, Your Highness. It's my mistake for staining your robe. It wasn't my intention. Please... forgive me.”
”Host, what are you doing?”
”Shh... Can't you tell, I'm begging for my life.”
”But...”
”Shh...”
Keeping my head down and hushing Zero Three in my mind, I wait for the Prince to respond. The silent was eerie, deafening me. Why didn't he say anything? Did I really anger him that much? It's just a small stain right? Surely, it can be clean easily. But... it's... The royal robe... I mean... a royal's wearing it.
Argh... I wouldn't dare to look up, so all I can do is wait. And wait... Until, a pair of black boots show up in front of me.
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He look so afraid.