Nova’s POV“Your Highness!” Hart, the little boy cleared his throat and I was forced to move my gaze away from Prescott. Dropping my gaze at whoever was calling me.“Oh, you?” I chuckled, seeing the little boy on Prescott’s seat, wondering what he needed from me.“The King left, right?” he arched his brows, clamping his palms together.“Oh… Yeah?” I knitted my brows before sitting back down in the chair, staring at the boy who kept staring and grinning at Prescott’s drink.“Wanna drink that?” I asked, pointing at the untouched drink in front of him.He shook his head, resting his head on the table. “No. I don't want coffee, as it is, I'm tired of it.” he groaned, brushing his chin on the plastic table and I chuckled dryly.“Was that because you drink that every day?” I lowered my face and placed my chin on the table, staring into the little boy's eyes.“Your Highness…”“Wait, how did you know?” I groaned, cutting him off from whatever he was about to say. He moved his chin off the tab
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