Not a Knight in Shining Armor, Just a Marquess' Daughter [CURRENTLY EDITING]

7: An Impossible Love

Cerulean gazed at the color of chocolate; Athanasia couldn't help the blush forming on her cheeks.

With a timid smile directed at Ilene, Athanasia hesitantly ask,

"Avery, aren't you supposed to be with Bella?"

"Hmm?"

Ilene merely replied with a hum, and a tilt of her head. The two still danced along with the music; Athanasia slightly worried, while Ilene is having the time of her life.

As the music finishes, Ilene held the slender waist of the beautiful Athanasia, drawing the flustered girl closer to her own figure; jeweled eyes frantically search for an escape only to return its gaze to the sight of an addictive melting shade.

"Princess"

Ilene breath out, her voice coming out as a sickening melody to Athanasia's ears; the said lady blushed intensely as she croak out a reply with a high pitched tone.

"Yes?!"

With an intense look plastered on the ginger's face, Athanasia couldn't help but swallow the lump on her throat that won't just die down.

"You're-"

"I'm?"

"Princess, you're stepping on my foot"

"Oh?-"

Athanasia looked down.

And indeed, she was crushing the ginger's foot with her heels.

Athanasia deadpanned.

"I'M SORRY!"

Removing her foot that crushed Ilene's, the princess' cheeks reddened that it could be compared to a monkey's round red buttocks. It couldn't get any redder than that could it?

Wrong.

"I always knew the princess was a gifted individual, but it never crossed my mind that you're quite gifted in that area."

"In what area, are you perhaps pertaining to, Avery?"

"My, I'm talking about your brute strength. Now that I mention it, I remembered that raven head telling me about your hobby of hitting people."

"What-"

"Oh I do remember that one time when Sir Felix told me that you accidentally slapped his Majesty when a fly came near you."

"Felix told you that-"

"Princess I do understand it's quite satisfying to hit others, but please do it privately. We wouldn't want anyone getting any weird ideas about her royal highness; our dear lovable Princess Athanasia's preferred *ehem* hobby?"

Or you could say, Athy is 'kinky'

Without skipping a beat, Athanasia furiously turned into the color of the author's undeniable hatred towards Claude for hurting Athy.

Athanasia glared at Avery who turned its head to the side and shrugged.

"You and Bella are quite the same"

"I heard that far too many times, for me to reply with vigor that 'No. We are not'."

"How can you say for sure?"

"Bella is blunt, she bluntly says what's on her mind meanwhile I'm more of a flirt? I love flirting with what I say"

"In other words, you're just a tease while Bella is straightforward."

"Princess, I'm a tease towards you because I'm in love with you."

"Avery, you-"

"I reject your rejection."