Caught the devil's eye

Diana’s P.O.V.

I am tired of this.

Fisting my gown, I averted my gaze from the captor who had been singing praises of his kingdom for the past thirty minutes. His presence itself was making me go bananas. I have never talked to Theodore my whole life and we didn’t even have any sort of interactions in the past. That was one of the reasons why our proximity was suffocating me but he was way too comfortable.

Considering his brother’s suggestion, we made for Augustea Dynasty. Since then that man got verbal diarrhea. And I couldn’t do anything except listen to him rambling about his kingdom.

Frustrated, I shifted my attention towards the window when my eyes spotted a familiar figure.

‘Jasmine?’

What is she doing here?

I then looked at Theodore who was busy narrating the heroic stories of his ancestors.

“Uhmm, I saw Jasmine here.” I purposely temporized to see his reaction. Which did work as Theodore instantly stiffened by her mention, his eyes widening in shock.

“What? What is she doing h