Chapter 162. A Feeling

The atmosphere turned scary when Damon was glaring at Angel for answers.

"The paintings are made by me. I just don't want recognition for that. So I gifted my maid those so that she could get some financial help." Angel reasoned about this lie alone.

The thought about his grandmother meeting Angel made his heart flutter instantly. Did he just want Angel to be that girl whom his grandmother met? Damon had no replies to his feelings yet. He was just staring at Angel.

"The arrangements are made for your return. Your father requested your presence in the hall." Duke gave the information and Damon didn't feel like leaving this place. 

"The crown prince is going to guard you. If the princess wants my help in reaching Faye?" Damon asked, standing in front of her as he looked down on her face. She raised her face to meet his gaze and hated to see the smirk on his face. 

He knew about Xavier's dirty thoughts on her. It made her feel low in his eyes.