"Hey, cheer up, Zoemi. We got you out of there, didn't we?"
Horeo smiled and tilted his head looking at the devilishly handsome black-haired attendant seating by the carriage's window, staring at the sights they passed on their way to the capital.
"Why wasn't I sent back with lady Miriette to the Espines' castle? I am her attendant and the accusations against me are too ridiculous to be taken seriously."
Zoemi shrugged his shoulders and answered with a grim expression.
There were four people inside the royal carriage available only for the members of the royal family.
The gold-haired first prince.
The short brown-haired girl in a maid's uniform, who had her hands slumped down limply alongside her body.
The skinny brown-haired girl in a maid's uniform, who looked slightly younger than the other passengers.
And the black-haired boy who was on the verge of blowing up from all the pent-up anger.
