Caius closely watched Rose. He had seen her expression before she bent her head, hiding it from him. It was the same smile he had seen when he agreed to help the maid his mother threw into the dungeons.
However, the only time she was expressive to him was during lovemaking, and even then, she hid her face from him. Caius could feel himself get irate—this bothered him.
"Is there anything else?" he asked coldly.
Rose shook her head, keeping it low. "That is all, Your Majesty."
"Okay, leave," Caius said.
Rose's eyes widened ever so slightly. A moment ago, he was smiling, and now he seemed like a different person. Was he angry after all? Or was it something she said? Though the way he dismissed her was enough to make her think about it, it didn't really bother her. As long as he didn't suddenly change his mind again, she was fine with whatever expression he had on and whatever tone he might speak in.
