Ariel’s P.O.V.
“Are you okay, Ariel?” Princess Helena asked me in a concerned tone in between the breakfasts. “Yes, Princess…. I am perfectly fine,” I answered her in a respectful tone with a small smile on my lips. “You are wearing this turtleneck full-sleeve top. The weather is not that cold,” she said further, and I clutched my fists tightly.
Killian coughed lightly, making me glare at him this time. He avoided my gaze and looked in the other direction while drinking his juice. I took a deep breath and then looked back at Princess Helena who now had a completely different expression on her face. I blushed and lowered my eyes lightly as she had an amusing smirk on her lips.
“I was just feeling under the weather in the morning today. Nothing to worry about, Princess. Thanks for asking,
