Chapter 170

Chapter 170:

“I thought roses were perfect until I saw this beauty right here. Thank you, Mr…” My voice trailed off as I glanced at him, waiting for his name.

“Ray. Mr. Ray,” he completed with a warm smile, extending his hand for a handshake.

I pulled my fingers away from his dry palm, uncomfortable with its texture, but still felt safe and at peace with his kind gesture.

I didn’t care what he looked like; he was a nice and warm guy.

His appearance was the opposite of his actions, but deep down, I knew Ray couldn’t hurt a fly. I couldn’t wait to introduce him to Alex. I was certain she would be thrilled to meet him.

“Nice name,” I complimented, returning his warm smile, while I continued observing him. Without a doubt, I felt safe and secure. I was glad to have found a companion. Alex was the only friend I had in the castle, and it wouldn’t hurt to add Ray to the list. The bigger, the merrier.

“Thank you, ma’am,” he blushed, his face flushing with embarrassment. How innocent!

Judging by his actions, he might be shy around me since I was new. Curiosity got the best of me as I noticed the deep, faded scars on his face, which almost ruined his appearance. But I would worry about it later.

“How come I haven’t seen you before?” I started a conversation. I couldn’t wait to know more about him.

“I just started here, ma’am,” he replied, and I nodded.

“What’s your job here?” I asked, eager to know more.

“I’m the new gardener, ma’am,” he answered, giggling like a child.

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“Can you stop calling me ma’am? Please, it’s making me feel old.”

“But I must, ma’am. The King would have my head on a platter if I dared disrespect you,” he said with the utmost fear, as if Damon were monitoring him. “It’s best not to annoy the King.”

“True, but please, drop the ‘ma’am.’ We’re friends now. My name is Aurora,” I corrected, biting my inner cheek to stop myself from smiling.

My heart almost exploded with joy at his words. Did Damon order him never to disrespect me?

Maybe he wasn’t as mean as I had presumed after all. His recent actions had made me fall for him even more, but I was scared to voice my feelings. I was afraid of how he would react if he knew I had fallen in love with him.

I didn’t want him to run away from me. In a few months, I would be dead, and the last thing I wanted was his absence.

“Are you sure?” His voice trembled.

“Certainly. If the king questions you, tell him that I instructed you to address me by my name. Are we clear?”

“Yes, ma’am…sorry, yes, Aurora,” he corrected himself, forcing an uncomfortable smile.

“Relax, the King won’t hurt you.” I tried to pacify him.

“If you say so, ma… Aurora.”

“Where did you get this flower from?” I asked, changing the topic when I noticed how uncomfortable he felt around me.

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