“YOU!” Rosamund exhaled angrily as she came face to face with Marcus, who was again dangling from the window like a feline. He was dressed in a white shirt and brown pants. His hair was loose and he looked like a rare beauty. Rosamund was too angry to have any good words for him.
“Yes. Me. Princess.” He sighed, coming down from the window as he walked towards them. Hygeia walked a few steps back, hiding behind Rosamund. Marcus skimmed his eyes from head to the toes of Hygeia before he came face to face with Rosamund. Hygeia blushed and tucked herself even more behind Rosamund.
“Did you seriously think that I would let you walk into something so dangerous without stopping you?” angry lines showed on his face. His opaque eyes shone brightly and weirdly with an unknown emotion as he looked
