The Cursed Prince's Strange Bride

"You still won't tell me what happened yesterday?" Susan asked Williams, looking at him suspiciously.

"You also haven't told me what you have been up to lately." He retorted.

She wasn't sure, so she couldn't just throw out information about her suspicions. Also, she wanted desperately to believe that Tyra was innocent, and sharing this information with others was most likely going to make her keep doubting Tyra. She had to be sure about Damian too, and she knew telling her brother about this was a bad idea because he would want to stop her.

"She is going to be the death of me," Williams said with a sigh.

If Damian was involved in all this, she guessed it meant the queen was protecting him, and that was why a lot of people were not talking. But she was going to dig out the truth.

Susan discreetly entered the maids' quarters and began her investigation, asking around discreetly, trying to find out if anyone had seen or heard anything unusual on the night of the banquet. Most of the maids had nothing to report, which was frustrating. In fact, they seemed happy that Beth was gone and didn't care for whoever had killed her.

Susan looked around her, sure no one was around before she opened the note and read, "Look for Katherine."

Susan wondered as she looked around her, but no one was in sight. All the maids had something to do since it was still daytime.

She decided to find the maid who had slipped this note to her instead. If the maid was giving her a clue on who to ask, then it meant the girl knew something. And what did she mean by "look for Katherine"? Did it mean that Katherine was not in the palace?

However, she also seemed to have her priorities in order. As much as she wanted to find that girl, she also wanted to check on Alvin and know how he was faring. That lad was annoying her, but she could ignore it for now since he wasn't feeling too well.

However, what Susan saw made her stand still.

? Usually, his body was always around the quilt except for his back, so she didn't get to see more than she was supposed to. But now, it seemed his back was a lot better because he was made to sleep on his back with a kind of herb sprinkled on his bed, so his chest down to his navel was all open for Susan.

"Why aren't you leaving?" Alvin asked with his piercing gaze on her face. At the same time, the physician hurriedly covered Alvin's upper body with the quilt so as not to taint the maiden's innocent eyes.

"I came to check on you, so I'll be here until he is done."

That was when Susan realized her slip and immediately jolted away from the wall, laughing awkwardly.

Alvin gave her a suspicious look. It looked like she was lying. There was no way Prince Harold would send her on an errand for him. But he could not exactly be certain, so he gave the physician a look that said "You can get lost now," and the young man didn't need to be told twice.

When there were just the two of them in the room, Alvin adjusted, placing both his hands on the back of his head, unconsciously flexing more than Susan could handle as she took in his biceps, triceps, and all the ceps he had.

He furrowed his brows at her, awed at her brazenness.

Once again, Susan snapped back to her senses. She had lied when she said Harold had sent her to him. She hadn't even seen Harold at all today and had even made a mental note to avoid him because, judging by her mother's mood swing, cracked voice, and how she spoke about Prince Harold's poor skills as Susan helped her massage her back after she returned from the kitchen, Susan felt it would be wise to avoid Prince Harold because if her mother was like this, then she must have said a thing or two to Harold that he didn't like, and she didn't want him to take it out on her.

"What is it you came here for?" he asked again in an impatient tone.

"I... have never touched a man's body before." She blurted it out before she could stop herself.

Susan felt like she was going to die of embarrassment.

How was that even related to anything she had been thinking about?

Susan tucked her lips in, also staring back at him awkwardly. She touched the back of her neck, touched her ear, and went back to scratching the back of her neck as she shifted uncomfortably in her seat.

"You... are not okay." He noted. Sounding a little concerned.

She stood there, staring at him, while he stared back, wondering why she was behaving like someone who was possessed. 𝑓𝗿𝐞e𝑤𝚎𝗯n𝗼ν𝙚l. 𝑐𝒐𝓶

Before he could even say another word, she turned around and fled the room, leaving him utterly confused.