"Your highness, are you alright?" The head maid inquired worriedly. "Her royal highness didn't mean it."
She consoled. I furrowed my brows as I glanced at her.
Didn't she know my origins? That didn't even prick my heart. I lived my life living humbly. Insults like that? I'm immune. It was honestly cute of her.
"It's alright." I waved and shifted my gaze back to the wife number two's back. "Do you know her name?"
I inquired mindlessly. I already knew their status, but not their name. Although I had no problem naming them by numbers.
"How dare I speak the name of her royal highness?"
"Oh…" I nodded in understanding. "Nevermind then." I would just call them wife number one and two.
But honestly, her hair color was very pleasant in the eye. Every time she took a step, her rich, dark plum hair bounced, waving from side to side along with the wind.
