Chapter 13

In her life of eighteen years, no one had ever carried her so tenderly and eagerly, and never a woman at that. It was her first time experiencing being carried by someone. No, now that she thinks about it, she has been carried by someone before.

Ah! Yeah, twenty or so days ago, she hit her head on a stone by crashing into Edmund's carriage, and he carried her back since she was unconscious; it was maybe a Princess Carry.

Amelia kept on staring into Faiz's deep green, forest-like eyes, unable to look away. There was a strange attraction to those forest-like green eyes.

“What's your name?” She asked, knowing damn well how Amelia was staring at her beautiful eyes in admiration.

“Amelia... I am Amelia,” Amelia answered.

“Hmm! Nice name. Your name means hard work. Your parents have given you a very good name. But in my perspective, they should have named you something different. You look like a Goddess, so this name is a little letdown or maybe something fierce.” Faiz said in a teasing mann