"Princess Divale, you are the only child who has shown the potential of ruling over the kingdom but with the death of your fiance, Master Filen, things had gone astray," the turned his sad gaze to the Princess.
"But recent updates from the Minister, your uncle have told us that you now have wishes to be betrothed to Master Remore, the Senior Lady Precelle's son, is that true, Your Highness?" He asked.
All heads turned to the Princess as they all awaited her answer to the delicate question.
The Princess gripped her palm tightly to the point her knuckles were turning white as she bit her lips down.
The room fell into a deadly silence as everyone watched the Princess closely to see what she had to say.
Princess Divale turned her gaze to Lady Precelle and she saw her giving her a fierce stare, warning her of the consequences if she dared disobey her.
