Faustina was having a hard time chewing her food. It wasn't because she was having a toothache or anything—it was actually because she was feeling as if she couldn't even look up. Lilianne's eyes were on her from time to time, but mostly—"Your majesty, what were you doing in Magierstadt?"
The king was eating his breakfast with the two of them. Faustina couldn't help but feel out of place. Lilianne was the only one striking the conversation and the king would occasionally answer. As usual, she looked dashing and alluring. No wonder she was labeled as the most beautiful girl in Feuersturm.
"I was doing political business." The king smiled.
"Is that so?" Lilianne smiled sweetly. "How did you find me, your majesty?"
