147 The Knightess Takes Her Crown

“You have become so famous now.” Ella said in her usual flippant way. Erom grinned. He knew without a shadow of doubt that she was not in the slightest jealous. “The party is not over and the king is still here. It's not too late to give you your own position. Erm, is there anything like the knightess of Aerithor?” Ella threw back her head and laughed. A merry, tingling sound that Erom found that he liked. In fact, he liked it very much. “I can see it now. Ella Lundstrum, the knightess of Aerithor. I'll probably get my own castle so people don't think I'm your wife or something you know, knight, knightess.” “Yeah,” Erom laughed way harder than he thought was necessary. “Would be necessary wouldn't it? We don't want people thinking we are married. Crazy idea, that.” Ella snuck a glance at him that Erom pretended not to see. Truth be told, he was feeling hot all over. He had not felt that way when she had initially come over and grabbed his arm. What in the world was going on eve