"Crown Prince and Princess Detriana?" said Rubylic stiffly when she recognized them.
Rubylic then looked at Monna.
"Greetings, Your Majesty," said Monna, still maintained the manners of a noblewoman. Although the pain in her chest could not be compromised.
Belhart looked worried about Monna.
"What is wrong? Why does your face look pale? Are you tensed?" Belhart asked.
Just arrived not long ago and wanted to say hello.
"Are you not happy with my arrival?" added Belhart when that was all he thought.
Monna shook her head.
"That is impossible, Your Majesty. But I suddenly remembered something important that I have to do right away."
Wanted to avoid it but instead had a short conversation.
Monna couldn't take her eyes off of Detriana. Beautiful and sweet face. Darker skin with very thick eyelashes. And bright eyes, also smart.
Detriana appeared with her unique charm and elegance.
