Cyp frowned at her.
"What are you talking about? Who are you?"
"You still don't recognize me? Tsk." Starry rose from the chair she was sitting on and advanced towards Cyp. She dropped the bag she was holding on the bed.
"Do you think I will waste my time asking who you were if I recognized you?" Cyp frowned at her.
"Waste your time? Isn't someone acting a bit cocky?" Starry chuckled. "You are still the way you have been, Cyp. I don't think there will be a change in you."
"And why should there be a change in me?" Cyp snapped at her.
When Starry was still serving her, Princess Cyp always voiced her concerns about the foreign female who seems to know more about the palace than the maids who grew up in it.
Back then, Cyp believed she must have read about the royals, but now, she doubts that's the case.
