THE CROWN'S OBSESSION | LK ADAPTATION

Chapter 14 - Returning Back

She didn't know why, but Lalisa found it hard to tear her eyes away from the man.

Though there were no chains or ropes that bound her, strangely she felt captive under his eyes.

Like an iron being attracted to magnets, she finally felt herself relax when the woman who was with him spoke, taking his attention but not all of it.

Lalisa tried to not look at the man and instead at the person who she was dancing with.

She couldn't help but wonder who he was, someone like a phantom who had taken her name but had not returned it with his.

"Who is it?" she heard Mr. Kim ask her.

Her light eyebrows drew together, "What?"

"You are here, yet you are not at the same time. I believe you must be thinking of someone," said Mr. Kim.

His expression lax, looking at the crowd around them before his eyes fell on hers, "Pardon me for my directness," he apologized quickly.

"No, that's alright," she pursed her lips,

"I am not used to attending balls or anything close to this," she made the reason to see him smile as if he bought it.

"I can tell that. If you don't mind my asking, where do you live, Miss Lalisa?" he asked her.

Her hand was in his hand, up in the air as they took two steps front and one step back now.

"In East Carswell. How about yourself, Mr. Kim?" she inquired.

"I am from Holt. It isn't far from the castle. I work here for the King,"

He added as it was a feather in one's cap to be under the favour and work of the King.

"It must be nice serving the King," she commented on seeing the man smile who took pride in his work.

When Lalisa reached close to where her sister was, dancing with the obvious handsome man as the mask that he wore barely hid his face, she heard her sister speak to her,

"Where did you go earlier? I tried finding you in the room," said Rosé and Lalisa wondered if her sister even stepped out of the dance room.

There were plenty of men who were eyeing Rosé and wanted to have her dance.

Rosé attracted a lot of attention with the ease she moved and talked; it was elegant and ladylike.

Her sister was ambitious, wanting a better life for herself while Lalisa didn't mind having the same life she had now.

A small house, a small family who loved her and she could love back.

It was the most she could ask for herself, and her ambition didn't even reach half of what Rosé had.

From a young age, Rosé had grown up by aiming for a better life which was away from the village and her family supported her in it.

"I went for some air," Lalisa answered, "Mother and father said the castle is beautiful, but they didn't get to look all."

"Would you like to take a tour around the castle?"

Mr. Kim asked Lalisa that had even Rosé's eyebrows raise as her partner had not requested to any such offer.

For a spare moment, Lalisa's eyes shifted to look at the man who wore a silver mask who was still listening and humouring the woman with him.

"I wouldn't want to impose on you,"

Lalisa quickly answered before her sister would agree to Mr. Kim's request.

And as expected Lalisa's words were ignored as Rosé said,