"No, I'm still not sleepy. Come on, let's still drink. I still want to drink," Prince Reeve says while being held by two guards to walk to one of the rooms on the first floor.
"No, Prince Reeve. Look at yourself. You're so drunk already. It will be best if you rest for now. We'll talk again tomorrow." Rufus answer Prince Reeve. He is also the one showing the room to the guards.
Prince Fraser stands beside me. "Now, all we need to do is to wait for midnight to come. It will be best if you won't accompany us tonight."
I look at Prince Fraser with a frown. "What do you mean by that?"
Prince Fraser stares at me and sighs. "I'm just worried for you, Csille. You're too young to experience all of this. Yo—"
"And you're not?" I cut him off. I raised my eyebrow at him and crossed my arms.
