Caira noticed Rose as soon as she stepped out of her room—it was hard not to, her red hair practically glimmered. Rose kept her head bent as Caira passed, and the princess didn't even glance at her.
It was hard to describe how she felt as she gripped the sides of her dress and bent her knees but Rose was even more bothered by how the princess must feel running into her. Rose could feel her heart slam against her chest and she prayed that the ground would swallow her.
This encounter was supposed to be avoided. Thomas had arrived when breakfast in the dining room had begun, but today Caira had been a little late, and that was the reason for this unfortunate meeting.
Unfortunately, Thomas had to pay his respects, and a simple bow wouldn't suffice as he wasn't a servant. "Your Highness," he said softly.
There was a brief moment of silence and Rose's heart beat even faster and her palms became sweaty.
"Lord Thomas," Caira said without looking at the lord or slowly down her stride.
