The girls returned to their room and Barbara went to the kitchen to prepare a warm drink for them and the guests. Elizabeth was strolling along with the line near the window.
"What did they want? Did you see the Prince? I never thought of him being like this."
She was mumbling under her breath and did not like him, he was more like an assassin rather a prince, not like a spoony that she assumed he might be, more spooky he looked.
"I didn't see him, how do they sound like?"
Luna asked.
"Murders, they are like them. And I feel awful about them."
The image of their vests filled with weapons brought shivers to her body. Sitting beside Luna, she embraced her hands amongst hers.
"I heard that the Queen is tending to choose some mistresses for him. I hope she did not target either of us." Ell hated them for every abusive intention they had.
Luna felt the chill that bite her back.
"Vanessa was eager to become his Mistress!" Elizabeth uttered.
"Isn't he the crown prince?"
