Sylvia's POV:

I was floored. Shouldn't Rufus just be waiting for me in his place?

As if he knew I was thinking about him, Rufus turned to me. When I looked into his eyes, I felt so much affection that it almost melted my heart.

Shy, I looked away and didn't dare to look back at him. I was actually a little annoyed at how obviously he was looking at me in public without even bothering to hide his emotion.

"Why is Prince Rufus looking at us like that? Are we in trouble?" Harry then touched his hair. "Or do you think he's impressed by my new hair color?"

"Shut up, Harry. Your taste's been getting worse and worse, actually. Do you seriously think your hair is a paint palette?" Flora rolled her eyes.

"You just don't know how to appreciate beauty, Flora. Don't worry, I forgive you for that. Still, why is Prince Rufus looking this way? It's making me uncomfortable." Harry rubbed the goose bumps on his arms. Flora didn't answer Harry's question and instead just looked at me knowingly.

pay attention while only looking at the stage from time to time. Even

someone's in a good mood today." Harry leaned over to

single day?" Flora pulled Harry back on his seat. "If you keep talking like this, I'm going to tell Blair that you go fishing in the woods at night, which

eyes and

just to see you,"

here to teach

sure about that? By the looks of it, I think he's just here for you. This

I crossed my arms and pretended to be upset, even though I

happy he's here? There's no hiding

Blair mentioned that Rufus needed a volunteer to come up on stage and help him demonstrate fighting

is definitely going to

"I don't know, maybe."

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