Freya
“Professor Grant," a female voice called from behind us. I detached from him as fast as I could, my face burning hot from his kiss.
Shame washed over me instantly from being caught kissing the school's professor. This is not a good way to start my investigation in a school where respect is earned through honest means.
I closed my eyes ready to explain the incident that happened to the person who caught us. But Professor Grant stood in front of me, his back shielding my face from whoever it was.
“What are you doing here? New entries are supposed to be at the main auditorium," he said with a stern voice.
“I lost my way to the auditorium. This is my first time here. So it is difficult for me to locate the auditorium," she explained but Professor Grant remained hostile towards her.
Curious of who she was, I stuck out my head a little bit from his side and caught a glimpse of Lilia.
She stood with one of her hands gliding up and down her arm. Acting like a lost and shy puppy. But I knew better than anyone that she was only pretending to get professor Grant's attention.
I rolled my eyes at her silly act and tugged on professor Grant's shirt to get his attention.
He looked over his shoulder and I stood on my toes and whispered,“You can keep flirting with her after you send me to my room."
“Leave the same way you came in," he muttered coldly and turned back to me. “Don't you ever say such a thing like that Freya. I hate being associated with women other than you."
I opened my mouth to speak but closed them when I saw how serious his face looked.
He left Lilia at the hallway and led me to my assigned dorm room.
We walked in silence for a few minutes before I broke it by clearing my throat.
“If I may ask, why are you so determined not to accept my father's marriage proposal? I am a little bit confused about the kiss," I said, straight to the point. I wasn't sure of how to put. This lifestyle of a princess was still strange to me.
In order to play along, I need to understand the professor's relationship with the person he calls princess which he thinks is me.
“You belong to me Freya that's what is important. Marriage is not something I am interested in right now and so are you," he said and I frowned still confused.
“Then why did you kiss me?" I asked, with a confused tone.
“I felt like it. Don't question me, Freya. I won't answer you even if you bug me for a thousand times." He stopped at a door then turned the knob open. “Remember you have to pass tomorrow's test. If you don't, I will send you back to the mansion. And you will not dare to leave unless I say so," he muttered with a cynical tone.
“Don't get your hopes high. I won't fail the rest and I certainly won't be allowed to be trapped in whichever mansion you are talking about," I promised him with a daring voice.
A provocative smile quirked up on his face and I felt my blood boil. As I was about to counter him back, a familiar voice called my name.
I turned to know who it was and froze when I saw the very least person I expected.
“Mom?" I called out in shock.