Lu Feng saw how pleased with herself she was and finally understood why she'd been humming all the way over. He reached out and pulled her to his side. "What did she do?"
"I'm just guessing, I don't have actual proof yet. But women, you know, what sets us apart from men is that we're good at making up stories." Eden nestled in his arms, so smug she practically had 'hey, I've seen through you' carved on her forehead.
"I'm all ears." Lu Feng held her and sat down on the stone bench under the corridor. In his eyes right now, Eden wasn't that high-and-mighty Queen, just a little woman wagging her tail, desperate to show off.
Eden found a comfortable position, and regardless of how the passersby might see them, started telling her story.
