Chapter 28 Oblige Me, Cousin

*Ana*

“Oh…“ I barely manage to utter as I feel myself freeze on the spot. I only watch the maid continue to pull the doll out. Mykhol takes it from her to push into my free arm. I numbly feel the doll's long red wavy hair cascading over my arm.

What is this?

Unable to speak, I can only look back at the teen. My eyes dart around him as if to see some answer. But he doesn’t help at all.

He’s just standing there grinning at me.

What...this… My mind is trying to process the next word and failing. Finally, though, the teen doesn’t seem bothered by my silence, instead, he seems to take the opportunity to speak.

I feel a rush of relief as he lets go of my hand- which I instantly pull back toward me. Mykhol turns to face the court.

“This is a doll that our finest crafter has created. He specializes in creating replicas. He is detailed down to the mere centimeters. Each is a perfect copy-“ Mykhol explains in a prominent voice that carries through the room.

But here he stops to look ove