Chapter 10

Endowed with his stunning looks, turning away from him was probably a crime. The man maintained his neutral expression. There was only one thing that had to be steadfast, and that was avoiding the budding feelings I may have for this man. Don't even think about it, I thought, occasionally reminding myself when he clouds my thoughts.

"Is there something important that you have to say?" I pried on.

For a second, he didn't respond, but he did turn to look at me before resuming his work. I can't help but tug at the hem of my dress, feeling awkward and forgotten.

"Did you follow my orders?"

Orders? Did he give me one?

I can hardly remember everything he had said. When he noticed my clueless expression, he proceeded to gesture his hand. At first, I had difficulty deciphering his actions; later on, I realized he was pointing to a pouch-like sack. Then it hit me.

"The dust?"

He nodded.

"Umm—not yet. I haven't been out of the palace,"