Alex was stunned. He couldn’t believe that this girl turned around and used his words against him. He just looked at her with disbelief written on his face while she looked up expectantly at him. Her eyes were full of so much hope that the words that he was about to say became stuck in his throat.
“You should be grateful that I am giving you time to heal your wounds,” was all he said. He didn’t deny or did he agree, leaving it open for interpretation. So Luna, being the hopeful, innocent person that she was, looked on the bright side and inwardly celebrated that he didn’t deny her words.
“Okay,” she said cheerfully as she hopped up. She did her exercise routine on the way back home. She felt a little bit energized after the conversation but as they got closer to the mansion, Luna started to feel sad and her heart felt heavy, as if it was being weighed down by a ton of bricks. Luna didn’t know why she suddenly felt incredibly sad.
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Meanwhile back in the mansion.
Princess woke up to find herself alone in the room. Sh3 blinked and looked around and she remembered that she was sleeping in the magical Castle that Luna was living in. She slowly got up and called out Luna’s name but she got no response. She wondered where Luna was so she got off the bed and headed towards the door. She left the room and headed down the stairs, still calling out to Luna.
Luckily, Charles heard her and found the little girl before she became lost in the huge mansion. He told her that Luna had gone out to exercise herself and led the little girl to the dining hall instead so that she could eat breakfast.
She followed the nice grandpa to the dining hall and her eyes immediately lit up when she saw Mr. Oliver sitting at the table. She quickly gave him a big wave as she ran towards him.
“Mr. Oliver! Good morning, Mr. Oliver,” she greeted as she dragged back the massive chair next to him so that she could climb on it.
Once she was on it, she faced Oliver and started asking him questions.
“Are you having breakfast, Mr. Oliver? What are you eating? Is it yummy? Can I have some too?” Little Princess looked at Oliver with enthusiasm but Oliver didn’t utter a word. It seemed like he had turned her out. Little Princess’ face fell a bit when she got no reaction from Mr. Oliver so she turned her attention to breakfast.
Little Princess then tried to reach for the food but she was too small to reach anything on the big table. She glanced at him as her hand tugged his sleeve softly to try and get his attention and it worked. Oliver finally looked at the Little girl before him.
Without wasting the opportunity, she quickly asked him, “Mr. Oliver, can you please put a pancake on my plate? I can’t reach it…”
She then stretched out her hand to show him that her arms were nowhere near long enough to reach the food on the table. They barely made it past the plate laid out in front of her, even though she was sitting on her knees.
Sighing like he was having to do tedious chores, Oliver reached out for a pancake and placed it on her plate.
“Thank you, Mr. Oliver. “Little princess then picked up her cutlery and started to eat the pancake but it seemed that she ate too fast and choked a little on a piece. She started coughing hard and Mr. Oliver immediately looked up to see the choking child in front of him. He immediately patted her on the back and then poured out a glass of water for her.
His heartbeat accelerated as a slight sense of panic washed over him, mainly at the thought of having to explain to Alexander if something happened to the child while around, but there might also be a slight hint of worry for this little girl who didn’t seem to run away in fear of him.
“Here, drink this,” he told her as he held out a glass of water to her. Little Princess took it and gulped the whole glass of water down in one go.
Once the Little Princess put the glass down the blockage was gone and she could breathe again. However, in the next second, big fat tears started rolling down her cheeks and she leaped into Mr. Oliver’s arms. She wrapped her arms tightly around his neck as she sobbed and sobbed. That experience was terrifying for the little girl.
Oliver sat frozen on the chair, his arms hanging in mid-air, as if he was unsure of what to do with them. The girl’s sobs were loud in his ear and he felt his shirt getting wet from her tears but he didn’t know what to do to calm her down. He had never spent time with children before let alone crying ones.
What was he supposed to do?! His eyes met Charles’ gaze and Charles mimed to Oliver to hug the child and pat her back gently. Oliver followed his action without thinking about it. He wrapped his arms around her and patted her back. This action, although it looked very awkward to whoever was watching, seemed to have worked because the little princess’s sobs slowed and quieted down. After another minute, she had completely stopped crying.
This was the scene that greeted Luna and Alexander when they finally got back to the mansion. Luna’s eyes were wide with shock while Alexander’s expression was again filled with mischief as he smirked at Oliver with a taunting smile. Alex didn’t stay around and he headed up to shower and change while Luna walked towards the little girl and took her from Oliver’s arms, he gladly let Luna take the Little girl before he too, immediately left the scene, as if he was a robber that was about to be caught on the scene by the cops.