C135 Camilla's POV continues

My body relaxes, the silence no longer itching every inch of me. “I could whoop your ass at any game any day.” I retort confidently, knowing I beat Miquel countless times and he is pursuing a career as a professional golfer.

“You wish beautiful,” he snickers.

Beautiful.

I arch my eyebrows at him, “You are making a habit of calling me beautiful.”

“I like it better than your name.” he shrugs