Chapter 92: Paris Tries to Find the Perfect Date With Maria

But it wasn't the time to argue about that, so Maria put it aside. She would find a better time to raise it to him. "They will stop their pranks on you and your friend," the prince finished proudly. "I hope so," Maria muttered silently. She wouldn't want them to take it out on Sophie. Sophie still wasn't talking to her. Paris took her other hand, trying hard to ignore the swath of paint that accidentally got onto his sleeves when he did, and gazed into her eyes. "I want you to have meals with me of your free will." His voice was as gentle as it could be. "I want you to have a choice." Maris beamed back. "Really?" Paris frowned with dissatisfaction at Maria's response. She wasn't going to spend time with him. He could tell in an instant. "This dimwit girl," he cursed silently. He would not let her go so easily. He would slip in some boundaries if he had to. "Yes, of course," he gave a meaningful smile. "Because I know you will prioritize t