Marcus's heated gaze made her flush. Her wet hair was clump to her neck and shoulders. She gazed right back at him, searching for answers as waves of memories tumbled in my mind one after the other. That night when she was in the Great Hall, she was finding Prince Rigel. However, as if on some basic instinct, her eyes had snapped in his direction and their gazes had locked for a long time. She had to withdraw her gaze reluctantly away. She didn't want to be the center of attention.

She had asked Princess Petra to help her to find Prince Rigel, and she had directed him upstairs. When...