Arabella’s point of view.

I rushed towards him and slapped my hand on his mouth, quickly blocking whatever rubbish he’s planning on spouting out.

“My queen, what are you doing?” Edward asked. “I love to hear about your childhood too” he added.

I smiled at him and shook my head.

“There’s nothing interesting about my childhood, don’t mind him”

Arthur bite my palm, which made me remove my hand from his mouth and glared at him.

“There are a lot of interesting stuff in her childhood, like one time she and Daphne went to a school party, they almost had…”

I slammed my hand on his mouth again and laughed...