This man was the bright crescent moon in the sky, unattainable, and Carlos was the dust under his feet.
Thinking of this, Princess Darlin quickly made up her mind. She lifted her skirt and walked to the door of the cell. She held the bars of the cell and looked at Herman with pitiful eyes.
"Your Highness, you don't get along with them. Why did you drag me into this?" I'm just an innocent woman ..."
As she spoke, the young girl raised her pretty eyes and stared at Herman with tears in her eyes. Her voice was filled with resentment and a bit of coquettishness.
Those who did not know would have thought that Herman had let down the poor girl's sincerity.
Darlin lowered her head, revealing her fair and tender neck.
She knew what she looked the most attractive and what made men want to protect her the most.
Herman gave her a cold glance.
“..”
He had never seen such a stupid woman.
Such an obvious and vulgar seduction, did she really think he was blind?
