Eight

Alexa knew that Ken was looking at her with a smirk, she had not being able to look at Ken in the same since Jared introduced them after he was done hugging him. His best friend, Jared had introduced Ken as and since then, Ken has worn an insufferable smirk and Alexa had found the 400 years old walls of her castle which she has seen at every evening meal to be more interesting than the visitor from another kingdom. 

“What’s going on between the two of you?” Annabelle, the wife of Prince Ken asked, Alexa hair was black and although people always say that black is the finest but she begs to differ when she saw Annabel hair. The deepest brown with a glossary look that even Alexa hair with the many products her mother has been suffocating her with for the last few days still could not compete with and she did not need anybody to tell her that Annabel hair was all natural. 

“What makes you think something is going on?” Ken replied his