"Sorry. I'm too hasty and impatient," said Monna, touching her hand.
Gugoloft deftly gave Monna the wet cloth to neutralize the light bruise caused by the back of her hand that accidentally touched the hot baking sheet.
Gugoloft's cold gaze left many people unable to comment.
Staring in horror as Gugoloft dared to rebuke the Crown Princess.
"I told you to let us do it. Why don't you want to listen to me? Or, you want us all to be punished, Your Honor?"
Expressed an objection. However, through his words, Gugoloft did not really oppose the Crown Princess. Just worrying about her and becoming faint of heart.
Monna's bright smile then expanded.
"My cookies are ready and I will arrange them. I will also let you taste it if you wish,"
Interested gazes scattered from all over. Admiring the personality of the Crown Princess who somehow could be very kind and different from what they imagined all this time.
Gugoloft sighed.
