“I wasn't complimenting you,” he replied and Minerva halted on her feet. Turning around, she shot him a deathly glare which was enough to put a smile on Vincent's lips.

Minerva stared at him angrily. Now that he has been crowned king of RedShire, Minerva found it hard to retort or rebuke him. Especially in a place as crowded as this. Her thoughts were drawing her consciousness and she didn't realize when Vincent walked to stand at her front.

He gripped her chin lightly as if she was a fragile doll and made her look at him. His fingers hot on her skin and the closeness took her breath away....