"Is she not well, dragon lord?" Janet sneakily looked at sleeping Elizebeth.
Elizebeth was leaning her head on Tita's shoulder while Fariz and Eve perched on Elizebeth's knees at each side.
The crow cocked his head, looking at Elizebeth's chin. "She is well."
"Must be her hobby," Eve stared at Elizebeth.
Janet awkwardly stared at Eve and Fariz. She saw something strange regarding the princess, her lips were itching to give some sneaky remark but she didn't dare to hear the harsh feedback from the duo.
Both of them were egoistic entities. They believed what they wanted to believe. Even if they were wrong.
"Her Highness seems not in a good condition." Janet immediately locked her mouth in disbelief. It's just a slip of his tongue.
The dark expressions of two birds thrust into her eyes. They both were small yet vicious like a king of the jungle.
"She is well." Fariz rebutted Janet snorted.
