Chapter 393: At Your Service

As soon as their meeting with the king ended, Osman walked straight towards his chamber. Pulling out the hairpin he bought for Bella from his pocket, he stopped in his tracks just as he was in front of his door. Turning to face the door to Bella's bedchamber, he found himself wondering if she was still awake.

He stood there in silence, contemplating whether or not to knock on Bella's door. As much as possible, he didn't want to give Bella the undue pressure of having his presence hovering over her, but he also didn't want to hold himself back from showing her how serious he was with her.

"This is getting harder than I thought," he murmured with a sigh as he raised his hand to knock, only to put it down again before touching the door. "But I want her to have this hairpin…"