Chapter 69 - Obedient Prince

When he snapped his fingers, Esme noticed that a barrier appeared near their beds, and in the next moment, she could only see one bed there.

She stood up from the chair and walked towards the bed but just as she stepped past the barrier, everything was normal. Two beds and a curtain in between but from outside the barrier, one could only see one bed.

"Why did you do this?" She was only curious, not concerned about her reputation.

She believed she did not have any reputation left after being proclaimed as his lover who lived in his room, and his future wife. So, there was no harm in it.

Aleister raised an eyebrow, "Don't lovers sleep on one bed?" He asked innocently.

Esme nodded, "But the servants have already seen our separate beds."

"They won't open their mouth."

Esme agreed with it. But, did that mean the people outside were not ordinary people?

"My Lord..." Came Rowan's voice from outside, "The magistrate is here to meet you."

"Let them in," Aleister pushed another grape to his mouth as he leaned back.

The door was pushed open and Esme noticed the Magistrate coming inside with a taut face. He was followed by a few court officials. Her gaze then landed on the silver-haired man who was beside the Magistrate.

Noticing her gaze on him, he tilted his head and glanced at her.

Their eyes met.

But suddenly the people in the room felt a cold gust of air around them.

The Magistrate noticed that Prince's expression was frighteningly dark, "My Lord, we have something to talk about," His gaze paused on the woman standing in the room.

Esme snapped out of her daze as she averted her gaze from Aiden, "I shall leave then," She said to Aleister.

"Take a seat," He said.

The Magistrate stepped forward, only to halt when Aleister glanced at Esme.

Esme was having a tough time keeping that smile on her face. Because of his actions, the whole world will be against her one day.

And as expected, the officials had their faces turned dark.

Her gaze landed on the man named Aiden but he was not looking at her, instead, he was looking at the bed quietly.

"My dear moon, take a seat," Aleister's face was eerily dark.

Esme surrendered as she walked towards him before taking a seat where she was sitting earlier. She placed a grape in her mouth with her back turned at the officials.

Out of sight, out of mind.

She acted like she did not feel their cold gazes on her back.

They must be thinking of ways to bury her alive.

And there was nothing wrong with it. Which official would not be anxious when their future ruler picked a servant to be their Queen?

But Esme had nothing to do with what they thought. Their Prince mind worked rather differently and they should blame him, not her.

"It seems like your friend is quite interested in the bed?" Aleister tilted his head to look at the Magistrate.

Before the Magistrate could respond, Aiden turned to look at him, "Apologies, my Lord. I had something on my mind."

Aleister glanced at him with a deep gaze.

Aiden continued smiling gently as he looked at Esme's back, his silver hair framed his face when he lowered his head.

Aleister narrowed his eyes, "My Princess is rather shy when people stare at her," His words were casual but his tone held a warning in it.

Esme rolled her eyes. Why don't you send me out if you think I am shy?

She threw another grape inside her mouth. It was indeed sweet. But this man was stingy enough to give her only three of them.

The officials however weren't calm as Esme. The Magistrate glanced at Aiden with a meaningful gaze and the gentle smile slowly slipped off his handsome face.

"What's the matter?" Aleister glanced at the Magistrate questioningly.

The Magistrate hesitated.

From the corner of her eyes, Esme noticed Rowan standing outside the door.

She held her gown in her hand and pushed herself to her feet, "My Lord, I have something to do," She glanced at him meaningfully. 

Aleister raised an eyebrow. Did she forget his name again?

Esme shot him a glare before she turned around to leave. She was not going to address him by his name in front of so many people.

"Stay right there," His tone was cold.

Esme sighed helplessly in her heart, "Al, I need to go," she blinked at him. Happy now?

A pleasant curve made its way on his lips, "Alright."

The officials: "_"

They had never seen their Prince this obedient.

Esme walked out of the room.

Rowan nodded at her, "Princess."

She smiled at him, "In what way are you addressing me as such?" She asked mysteriously.

Rowan understood her intention of asking such. She was testing whether he knew her identity or he was addressing her as the future Princess of Aleister, "You should know what I mean, Princess," He said meaningfully.

Esme narrowed her eyes as she raised her hand.

Rowan instinctively touched his neck. It felt like just yesterday when she had almost strangled him and that enormous strength in her delicate fingers.

Esme tucked the loose strands of her hair behind her ear, "He told you about it?" She asked as she stepped to the side.

Rowan shook his head as he sighed in relief inwardly. So, she was not strangling him again, "Seven years ago, I was there with Aleister in Nevesray."

Esme nodded, realizing that he must be more than his right-hand man to be addressing him by his name, "Weren't you sent to look for my brother?" She looked around and asked him after being assured that there was no one nearby.

Rowan tilted his head to the side, "The walls have ears too, Princess."

Esme was disappointed, "Shall we go somewhere then? I want to know more about it."

Rowan was speechless. It's fine that you want to talk about it but going somewhere alone with you is not possible. He did not want to be half-beaten and swollen like Leo.

They turned around, hearing some loud noises from the room.