Princess Harya immediately confronted Sengko when the man came from a direction. The princess's happy smile was even brighter than the moonlight. The robe she wore was like a shawl that embellished her body.
Because he was too surprised, Sengko screamed. His hand pulled the reins around the gulda's neck. He glared at the sight of the princess. "What are you doing?" he snapped, snorting. Even though he had gone through all sorts of fights, being caught in the middle of the road could still take him by surprise.
Princess Harya chuckled, spoiled. She approached Sengko, tugging at the man's robe repeatedly. "Come down, I want to talk to you about something."
"I know you only want to prevent me from returning to the palace."
"There is no one else around here. Why are you still treating me like this?" Princess Harya looked down in annoyance. Her face was red with tears.
