"No, Her Royal Highness! Pardon me…"
Bowing to Aylin, Stella murmured in an apologetic tone. She wasn't ready to let Aylin go with her at any cost because she knew the consequences of it.
Aylin wasn't an ordinary girl.
She was the Lady of Valour for that day and the Princess of Arcelia. It was not like King Richard had only admirers and no enemies.
After the murder of the Crown Prince, everyone became more aware of the fact and as a result, Aylin's life was more or less like a caged bird.
Pouting her cherry lips, Aylin murmured with a disappointed tone, "Then, I am returning to my palace. You all have fun."
Stella felt bad for upsetting Aylin.
She hastily suggested, "Her Royal Highness, why don't you enjoy the show? Isn't it entertaining for you? There you will meet many royals and nobles who are extremely eager to have your company."
