Karn descended the final step of the staircase, pausing as his eyes landed on Katelyn seated gracefully on the living room couch.
The sight of her instantly reminded him of the musical they were ant to attend together that evening, about which he had completely forgotten.
"Good evening, Princess Katelyn," Karn said as he ca to a stop before her.
Katelyn looked up at him. "Good evening," she replied calmly before standing up. "I tried calling you so many tis, but you didn’t answer even once."
There was no bitterness or anger in her tone.
Karn imdiately reached into the pocket of his trousers and pulled out his phone, his brows furrowing as he saw over ten missed calls from Katelyn.
"It’s still not too late, is it?" he asked as he looked up at her.
"No, Karn. The musical ended a while ago," she said with resignation and disappointnt.
"Please forgive . I was busy with important work, and it slipped off my mind," Karn said, lowering his eyes in guilt.
"Your Highness, when did you return to the mansion?" Albus asked with a surprised tone as he stepped in from outside, unintentionally breaking the tension between the two.
"Just a little while ago," Katelyn responded calmly. "I won’t be going back to the hotel. My brother has permitted to stay here until he and Alie return," she explained.
"I see. Then please, make yourself comfortable," Albus said with a respectful bow. "May I ask what Her Highness would like for dinner?"
"I don’t have an appetite," Katelyn replied softly, before turning and walking away, her figure disappearing down the hallway.
Albus watched her go with a confused frown. He glanced toward Karn and asked in a lowered voice, "Did sothing happen to the princess? She seed... upset."
Karn didn’t respond, however, he felt even more guilty. Without a word, he turned and made his way silently toward the corridor that led to Katelyn’s room.
Giving a gentle knock on the door, he spoke, "Princess, would you like to go out for dinner?" He thought it would be the best way to make up for what he had ssed up.
Katelyn, who had just sat on the bed, promptly straightened up, hearing that.
’A dinner date with Karn?’ she thought and gazed at the door.
"I’m sorry for keeping you waiting for in the evening. But it wasn’t intentional. I won’t make excuses, so allow to take you outside for dinner," he said, trying to keep his tone formal.
The door opened, and his eyes t Katelyn’s.
"I don’t have much of an appetite, but since you are asking for it sincerely, I will go with you," Katelyn said, not trying to sound desperate. "Just give a mont."
"Sure. I’ll be waiting for you outside the car," Karn replied, taking a step back. He pivoted on his feet and walked away while Katelyn hurried to the dressing table, looking at herself in the mirror.
She carried her handbag and ran outside to the waiting car.
Her feet slowed as she neared the entrance. With a poised look, she stepped out and saw Karn standing outside a black car.
Seeing Katelyn, he promptly opened the backseat door for her.
"Are you my driver?" Katelyn questioned with a frown.
"Pardon ?" Karn couldn’t understand her.
"Why are you asking to sit in the backseat? It will make you look like you are my driver," she muttered. ’He doesn’t have feelings for ,’ Katelyn mumbled.
Karn shut the door. "I thought that would be more appropriate," he said. Before he could say more, Katelyn opened the front passenger door and slid into the seat.
Karn was quick to settle in the driver’s seat and drove the car out of the mansion.
Katelyn would steal glances at him, admiring him silently. Her eyes drifted down to his hands resting on the steering wheel and his sleeves rolled up, revealing the veins that stood out on his forearms.
Karn’s sudden yawn caught Katelyn’s attention.
"You look tired. Have you been working since morning?" she asked with concern.
"No," Karn replied, shaking his head. "An important task ca in this afternoon and kept busy all evening," he explained without going into the details.
Katelyn frowned slightly, worry knitting her brows. "Gabriel puts you through a lot, doesn’t he? He should give you so days off," she muttered, half in complaint, half in genuine care.
"I’m his beta. Of course, I have to work without slacking off. And I hate vacations," Karn replied, passing a small smile.
This was one of the rarest monts for Katelyn. She had always seen him keeping a serious look on his face. Her heart fluttered slowly against her chest to see him smile.
"Why do you hate vacations? Everyone enjoys them," Katelyn mumbled.
"They make you lazy," Karn replied.
"Still, your body demands rest. Now, Gabriel is away, you can take so days off too," Katelyn suggested to him.
Karn chuckled and shook his head. "I have work to do in his absence," he asserted.
Katelyn was annoyed to learn that. But she couldn’t even tell Gabriel to free Karn for a few days.
"Don’t you get scared of my brother?" she asked, an unexpected question.
Karn furrowed his brows. "Why would I be afraid?"
"Umm... My brother is scary. He just loves to be violent in most situations. He easily gets angry," Katelyn replied in a low voice. "When the attack happened on Alie, I thought Gabriel would put in prison too since I was the one who told Jodie about Alie. It still gives shivers," she murmured.
"Maybe you haven’t understood your brother well. Gabriel isn’t scary at all," Karn replied. "He is the most caring person I’ve ever t."
Katelyn’s gaze softened to hear those words. "I do agree with that. His care and love for Alie are evident to all of us. Well, we aren’t supposed to talk about my brother on our dat–" she paused, quickly pressing her hand on her mouth as she realized what she was about to say.
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