"Let's go right now." the prince grabbed Marinette's hands and rushed to the door but a hand stopped him from behind quickly when that person saw him doing that.
"Your highness...lady Marinette is the crown prince's fiancee, please be considerate of her." Victor did say that to the prince with his sharp eyes gazing at him and yet he also grabbed one of Marinette's hands tightly.
Marinette was stuck in between two handsome men's faces, she rolled her eyes and shook both of their hands off her. It somehow reminded her of a scene in the novel when two men chase after one girl.
Victor loves Marinette, but about Philip, she wasn't sure about that. She didn't care much about it since she thought she wasn't the real Marinette.
"I need to change my clothes...and you too, your highness."
"Ah, right." the prince looked at himself, he really did forget to change the bathrobe he was wearing on his body.
"Victor, can you get some clothes for us?"
