The third prince felt as if his face was lost. In the end, he couldn't help but feel resentful towards the veiled woman. If she hadn't seduced him, if she hadn't tempted him, he would not have fallen into the current situation.
He conveniently forgot that he was the one whose mind was clouded with lust and disregarded the circumstances.
The veiled woman was called Arina, and after many years of infighting in the inner court, she was very sensitive to changes in emotions.
She immediately picked up the third prince's resentment and could guess what he was thinking.
The disdain in her heart grew.
Only an incompetent man would become angry from embarrassment.
Cinderella twisted her hands and lowered her eyes coyly, however, her expression truly didn't fit their setting. The pigpen was empty, however the third prince could smell the mixed scent of manure and old grain in the air.
