"Stop right there, Princess," came the devil's words that had her halt in her tracks, her face going pale at the realization.
"You know?" She turned around to look at him, her breath caught in her throat.
No wonder, he was nonchalant when she deduced that the Royal Family of Visteria was after her. He should have been shocked that how a maid knew about something like Archery manuals but he was not. And then, he was sure that she must have heard about witches. The normal subjects of a kingdom don't know about the existence of the witches or folklores about them. Such things are only recorded in the Royal Archives and are recounted to the descendants of a Royal Family.
"Know what, my dear moon?"
"T-That..." Esme stepped back as she gulped.
"That you are Princess Esmeray Reis?"Aleister quirked a brow.
Her feet constantly tapped on the fine wooden floor while she glanced at his face under the glow of the crackling fire from the fireplace, "How?"
"Does it matters?"
"Yes."
