"W- What?" Athalia slowly craned her neck.
"The weather seems nice today, and you have been locked her for twenty four hours now. I think even dolls need a little sunlight".
Athalia blinked in disbelief, "B- But I thought you said—"
"I also said I can change my mind at anytime. But at this moment, I am asking. Do you?"
Athalia for some reason sat quiet, not knowing what to say. She had decided to give the prince a cold shoulder, due to her disappointment of being confirmed as a lifelong prisoner.
But now, the concluded wicked prince was giving her a chance to step out of the four walls she had grown sick of already. Was she to deny it to maintain her anger?
She bit her lips.
Then again, what was the use of staying upset when it wouldn't change her predicament?
Lucien slowly ran his
