Roselia pov.

Why and how on the earth did he recognise me! His words rang in my ears like an alarm bell. My hands instinctively moved towards my face and then my wig. No, everything was perfect. I was still an ugly maid not the knight. Or he had gone there with someone else and there was some misunderstanding.

"Sir, i think there is some misunderstanding.'' I replied politely this time but the man just chuckled.

"That is the reason I changed my destination, I also want to know about the misunderstanding happening there." he replied looking at my eyes and if there was any doubt before, it vanished.

"But how?" I could not help but ask and he chuckled again. There was no way he could recognise me when he had met only twice and did not even stay for a conversation together.

And his laugh, Who would have thought that this stony man can laugh, that also so seductively. He put his hand in his pocket and took out the handkerchief.

Gently he moved towards my face and I instinctively moved back but my face was met by the window of the carriage and he shook his head.

Then he cleaned the blood that was on my face so gently as if he was touching glass. A minor pressure could break it completely and in the end he kept it holding on my wound.

"You are too reckless. Last time you got an injury in your knees and now your forehead is bleeding. You need someone to take care of you.'' Was I dreaming or was the man trying to flirt with me!?

The proximity we were sharing was too much for my comfortability zone. I could feel his breath over my skin. He looked into my eyes and for a moment I fell into a trance.

We heard the sound of something falling, and finally the trance was broken. The man with Edward was the one who had dropped his glasses as he was looking at us shocked. Well, he was not the only one who was stunned with the changes in this man.

Finally he sat properly and then closed his eyes. But my eyes met the strong gaze of five other men, who were looking at me with disdain.

The whole journey was awful and I finally took a breath of relief when the coachman stopped the carriage just a few kilometers away from the palace.

As I climbed down and started walking, the man followed and this time he was alone.

"What do you want?" I asked, turning back, looking straight at him.

"You.'' I waited for him to complete his sentence patiently but all he did was give me a creepy smirk.

"You are crazy, stop following me.'' I replied and turned back to leave. He was actually giving me a strange creepy feeling.

"What were you doing in the town in the dress up of a maid? And why is there blood on your face?" he asked again but i ignored him.

I could still hear his footsteps following me and I sighed. It had nothing to do with me if he wanted to follow me.

The guards stopped my way once I reached the entrance.

"Who are you and where do you think you are going?" they asked me harshly. They must not have seen me when I left in the carriage.

"I work here, i am a new maid, my name is Irene" i replied and they looked at each other.

"Go and ask if there is any maid name with Irene have been appointed recently.'' I frowned at their suspicious behavior when the man following me reached the entrance door too.

Both of the guards bowed to him.

"This girl is with me. Let us go '' he ordered in the same cold and gruff voice i knew and they both shivered and left the space.

I tried to get my hand back once we entered but he pointed at other knights looking at us.

"You are trying to blackmail me?"

"I am trying to help you." he reasoned and I just snorted.

"Ask her highness, that sir Edward is here in the matter related with her knight."

Daulla nodded and went in and in a minute she came back to invite us inside.

"Yes, sir Edward how.." her words died in her mouth when her eyes fell on me then she looked back at the man but in the end her eyes were still on our entwined hands and a smirk formed on her face.

I tried to move my hands again but the man did not let go.

"I apologise for coming here without informing you in advance. But I was too curious to know why your knight is moving in the town as a maid and that too with blood on her forehead." he asked as if we owe him an explanation. I snorted as I was sure Marianne would show him his place but surprisingly she did nothing except offer the man a chair.

"Why don't you sit, sir Edward. The conversation is lengthy." The man looked at me and then nodded his head as he finally let go of my hand and sat there as if the palace belonged to him.

What arrogance!

"You know sir Edward there is nothing in this world which is free. If you want some information. You should give some information in exchange too" she started like a perfect businessman.

The man nodded and asked, "what do you want to know, her highness?" Marianne looked at me and then at the man, and I was sure that her next would not be up to my liking.

"Do you by any way like Roselia, that is why you are worried about her?" she asked with a mischievous smile on her face.

"Mari, what kind of nonsense are you talking about now? Of course, he did not.." my rest of the words died in my mouth when the man cut me in between and replied,

"Yes, I like Roselia Baringstone. I must say you have sharp eyes, your highness"