'That's the only possible way to prove that I didn't do anything with the prince in this room, but it's too risky, isn't it?' Princess Ievna was still contemplating as she continued to stare at the taller man. 'He looks gentle and kind, but that doesn't mean his heart will be the same. Who knows if he's even worse than the prince?'
One would think that she was just a naive princess because she had not even been able to see the outside world for the past fourteen years. But in fact, being confined between four narrow walls in a tower prison did not make her a clueless girl.
Making use of the only small window that was in the tower prison, she had often seen how the people of Wemor interacted with one another, and she could tell that their interactions were often laced with cunning and vulgarity.
