The Rule
"Pray, tell me, was that a jest at my expense?"
Aabroo's eyes sparkled with mirth as she exclaimed, "Heaven forbid that I should be sarcastic to the king, the earthly representative of the Almighty!" She clapped her hand over her mouth, her shoulders shaking with suppressed laughter. "I assure you, dear brother, my intent was purely playful."
"I was just jesting," she murmured, her voice barely audible. "I offer my sincerest apologies, brother, if my words caused any offense."
Samarth's gentle smile put her at ease. "No offense was taken, my dear," he said, his hand extending to pat her cheek affectionately.
Hot Chapters