"What are you looking at? You have that kind of gaze since we returned from the healers' community," Cyrus finally pointed out as they sat at the dining table for dinner.
Amelia feigned innocence and shrugged her shoulders as if she didn't know what he was talking about.
Her gaze was shy, holding deeper emotions as she looked down at her plate, stuffing her mouth with food to keep her busy and avoid Cyrus's hot gaze.
However, if she thought the man, who usually appears quiet, would let go of the matter, she was wrong.
Cyrus's lips curved into a sly smile as he took in her embarrassed expression.
"You are looking at me as if you want to rape me," Cyrus said shamelessly.
Amelia's eyes widened at his words, and she choked on her food, coughing wildly.
Tears welled in her eyes as she looked at the man in disbelief.
Miss Quinn, shocked by the King's vulgar words, rushed to the princess to help her.
