She stopped her tracks, then stared at her most trusted maid. As soon as Marvella met Jerissa's eyes, she looked away. The guilty look on her maid's face made her confirm her suspicions.
"Jerissa… Don't tell me, you…"
"What is it… Your Highness…?" Jerissa's lips trembled.
"I just remembered how my brother cared for you when you were badly wounded, and the way he calls your name is oddly sweet," she furrowed her brows, "Tell me… What is going on with you and my brother?"
"Your Highness, it's not what you think! We are of different status… We cannot have that kind of relationship!"
"Then, let me change the question… Are you… Are you the mole that made all my plans fail?!"
Hearing this from the princess herself, the feeling was entirely different.
