"Who is she? Someone important? With the dress she's wearing, she looks like someone of important," A servant muttered to another. While the other servant nudged her on the shoulder then said, "Haven't you heard about her? Platinum blonde with green eyes like an emerald? She's the princess of the Redodel Empire."
"Such a pity she's a beauty, but her face is too stiff."
"I agree."
Emelia could hear their conversation but didn't pay much to what they were saying. But all she cared about is now she's able to walk freely. It's frustrating that there are some bothersome people who wouldn't leave her alone.
