At that moment, he was tapping his cane on the iron railing beside the road, the clanging sounds reflecting the Crown Prince's restlessness. Jane hurried over, standing in front of the Crown Prince. The guards showed no reaction to her arrival. Her gaze towards the Crown Prince was passionate, like a fisherman immersed in the sea looking towards a nearing light.
Jane rubbed her hands nervously and said, "Good afternoon, Your Highness..."
Charlie Morton looked back at her with those beautiful eyes, his smile still as charming as before, tugging at her heartstrings. Anxiety and worry filled Jane. She feared that his smile was merely out of courtesy, and that the next moment the Crown Prince might burst into rage, for they had not seen each other since that failed date.
That might be for the best, Jane thought. Let this heart of mine die completely. Tell me you no longer love me, so I can repent. I've made so many mistakes, I deserve some harsh criticism.
