A long brow of a busy woman lifted to the cold words of the Heir to the throne making his way inside to stand by the side of a surprised young lady, who at his approach took her skirt with hast hands, hopeful to be freed with his support as happiness also invaded her by the man's prominent appearance.
'Kinky~... SAVE ME! I beg you!'
"... Crown Prince. I had not expected to meet you. How do you do, young heir of the Empire?"
"You did not expect to see me when this Palace is my residence? Interesting. Nonetheless, I would be doing better if the Madame would not take advantage of the Lady's kindness. She was supposed to rest after preparations unless this scene is one of rest in your eye?"
