Chapter 80: Revealing A Secret I
"P-Princess? H-his Majesty is a-awaiting y-your presence I-in in the dining h-hall," Stuttered Tanya. Elia closes her book and laid it on the table. She gave Tanya a smile and stood up, walking towards the door.
Elia was about to open the door, but then she stopped and removed her necklace. "Tanya, make sure no one touches this and make sure to hide it well," Tanya nodded her head as Elia hands her the necklace.
Elia kept looking at her necklace, unable to look away from it, but she had no choice because it was supposed to be a secret her necklace was found. It would appear weird if her necklace ca back to the owner all of a sudden, especially since it had been missing when Henry had her.
Elia stepped out of her room, and as soon as the door closes, she heard a familiar voice of a man laughing. She looks to the side, looking at the door of the room beside her. Elia still couldn’t believe that Elliot had been resting in that room since their arrival.
A coincidence? Probably it’s a one in a hundred chance that her neighbor is soone who knew about her. But then thinking of the good side, communication would be easier. Elia made her way to the dining hall, and as soon as she arrives, she sees Henry smiling at her. That smile made her feel uncomfortable, as if sothing bad was going to happen.
"You look gorgeous with that dress," Praised Henry, wrapping an arm around her waist. Elia looks down at his arm, then back at him, looking with disgust. She tried pushing his arm away, but then he whispered, "Don’t push
away. You’re going to destroy our image of a loving couple."
Still, Elia didn’t listen and pushed his arm away. She looked at him and said, "I don’t care about our image. I’ll do anything to burn it down." Henry shot a glare at her and couldn’t believe she dared to say that out loud in front of the servants.
"What are you looking at?" Henry yelled at the servants, who shifted their eyes and lowered their heads. "Jason, Inform the guest that the al is ready," Ordered Henry, entering the dining hall.
As Henry walked to the side of the long table and sat down, looking at Elia. The anger burning in him wouldn’t shake off, but he held it because his image would be broken if the guests co into the dining hall out of nowhere.
"Are you trying to embarrass ?" Henry asked Elia, staring at the window. For her, it was the only way to look distracted and not have him talk to her.
Elia blinked once and looked at him with a smile. A smile he had not seen before, which looked like a smile that was mocking him. "I didn’t an to?" Answered Elia.
Henry pulls his necktie, losing it as he felt his face burning up once more. There was always a question he asked himself. Why can’t Elia be a normal person? It’s not normal for a princess to be this arrogant and this shaful. Sotis he doesn’t understand why he wanted her.
"You didn’t an to?" Henry repeated her words and let a laugh out. "I can’t control you now, but then one day I will," He grinned, which made Elia look away from him.
This man never knew what a red flag is. Sotis it’s funny how a man longs for a woman when his mind is unstable. No one likes a possessive and controlling man. It might be nice for so to have their full attention, but then at the sa ti, it’s too much. It’s as if the woman wouldn’t have their freedom anymore.
Elia softly laughed out loud, annoying Henry, who asked, "What is making you laugh?" When Elia looked at him, he felt shivers crawling down his spine. Elia titled her head, "Are you curious?" His eyes twitched as he kept the anger from blasting out.
"Do you know why I loathe you?" Asked Elia while confusion was written on Henry’s face. Elia continues, "Perhaps you don’t know the word loathe? It ans hate." Elia intentionally gasped out loud. To exaggerate more, she covers her mouth with a hand. The tone in her voice changed, asking, "Do you know why I hate you?"
"Hate? I was expecting more of dislike?" Said Henry, placing his elbows on the table, crossing his fingers together. "Didn’t you tell
once that you don’t use the word hate?" Henry asked Elia, wanting her to be speechless, but instead, it backfired.
"I never said I won’t use it. But this ti, just for your sake, I’ll use," Elia answered, satisfied with the face Henry had. "Answer , are you angry at ? Is the anger piling in you ready to hit ?" Asked Elia, knowing this question was going to anger him all the more.
Sohow Henry couldn’t find a way to win against her. Using her advantage to make herself look pity, just what is she thinking? He took a deep breath then answered, "I won’t hit you. Why would I? I can’t have my doll be broken with bruises. This reminds , do you want to know sothing grand?"
"If you don’t wish to tell . I don’t mind not hearing it. It’s none of my business anyway," Lied Elia. Even if she was curious about it, Henry would end up saying it. How Henry works and thinks is just too easy for her to decipher.
"I’ll just say it because you have the right to know. You’re not the real daughter of the late Emperor. That ans your mother was not loved because she had another man," Henry said while Elia didn’t find it amusing at all.
Rather it’s alright since Elia knew about this already. It was a good thing Elia asked Elliot earlier about her mother. At first, he looked hesitant, but then, in the end, he told her because she had the right to know.
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