I looked back, there were a man and a woman who were about 40 to 50 years old.
May I know who this is, she asked me politely.
I am Yuki Nee, nice to meet you. I said without telling them anything else. I was scared to tell that I am someone who will inherit the throne one day. Even though they seem like nice people, every time I looked at someone in a kind face I got betrayed.
The same thing might happen to be a little later. I can never expect them to accept me like this. What if they too are planning to kill me. That is what everyone tried to do to me.
Young lady can you show me your hand? she came towards me addressing me in a friendly manner.
She took my hand and looked at my wrist. The rose was still there, the moment she touched my hand the rose started to shine bright.
So my guess was right, she said. I never expected you to come to us your highness, she took a step away from me.
