Miss Josefina: Nobody's Princess

Oliver and Asher witnessed the scene, with Asher's jaw practically hitting the deck at the sight of the mask, while Oliver's expression was more contained, almost as if he had anticipated this turn of events.

Josefina quickly clutched her face, panic-stricken as she dashed into the cabin. That was close. Nearly blew her cover.

Confronted with the masked man, Josefina couldn't shake the feeling of being too flustered, uncertain about the source of her emotions.

Meanwhile, on deck.

Asher couldn't help but express his admiration for Oliver. "Sir, you've really got the eagle eye. Sharp as a tack, master strategist."

"Cut the flattery," Oliver said, his gaze sweeping over the endless sea.

"Tomorrow I'm leaving Demon's Isle," he continued. "You stay and take care of things here. You and Harry stay. I'll go alone."

"No way. We need to ensure your safety. How can you leave alone? Tell you what, let Harry stay, and I'll go with you?"

Asher pressed on, "The road back won't be safe, and with your identity being so crucial, you definitely need someone to go back with you."

Oliver gave Asher a sidelong glance, his eyes fierce. "You don't want to stay here?"

love to stay, but even more, I

"Stay," Oliver said simply.

Asher was inwardly moaning.

...

Oliver, standing outside, spotted a

Oliver's brow furrowed involuntarily.

the silhouette of the sharp-tongued Grant. This mat

I think this Grant's got an agenda. All this brother-sister talk, bet he's got crush on his sister' Rosaline."

think so?" Oliver

intuition. The way Grant looks at Rosaline, it's anything but brotherly.

way you look at Ms. Josefina, Mr.

conversation was out of earshot of anyone

talked.

approached Grant, Oliver could see the longing in his

cabin, her mask fixed back to perfection, leaving

Grant's eyes lit up

at the sight