“Thank you.”
Alice’s face burned underneath the glaring street light. Why did she even say that now? Blake and she stood a couple meters outside of the hotel. The man’s hands were clasped behind him as they stared at the hotel’s sign.
“…You’re welcome.” He glanced at her and gave a curt nod, his expression inscrutable. Those dark grey eyes did nothing but captivate hers.
“Yeah.” She held on her stuffed bunny and shuffled her feet. “I actually had fun.”
Did she hear him chuckle? His eyes lighted up in amusement, “Isn’t that what carnivals are for? For one’s enjoyment?”
Alice pressed her lips together, “That’s true, and still I assumed that you would have bombarded me with questions.” Did she want to ask him questions? Of course, who wouldn’t want to know a prince right? It wasn't like
