My palms withdraw my face which is wearing a desperate expression of denial. “Yuri, it’s nothing like-!”
A force pulls me, bumping into a muscular figure. “Thank you for the compliment, Lady Yurisina.” Azher says, grasping me around the shoulders. She nods, satisfied with this kind of reaction.
“Or… should I address you as ‘Your Grace’?” He adds, passing my blush to her.
Yuri’s white fair skin turns red in less than a second to Azher’s comment. She lowers her head, hiding the prettiest strawberry in my life. I softly giggle. This time, it’s my turn to enjoy Yuri’s cute reactions.
“Pardon me, Your Grace, but may I borrow Ki-”
My elbow punches into his stomach – he’s about to speak my real name. He bends a little from the pain – though being blocked by me – and changes his words, getting the hint.
“-llian’s lady?”
“Y-Yes.” Yuri stutters then lift her head to Azher. “Please don’t call me that, Your Highness. Her Grace wil
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