#Chapter 198: A Servant And A King

Turning, I find Roman staring straight at me. I worried he might be annoyed by my presence, but looking at him now, I can see the flicker of amusement in his eyes, and the way the very edge of his lip curls ever-so-slightly with mischief.

“Well? Would you deny your king, servant?” he asks.

I curtsey as a servant would, when addressed by her king. “Never, my King.”

“Good.” He points at a nearby pla