“Ahem.” Odette cleared her throat after a few seconds and made her face look as normal as possible.
“I’m sorry, but I can’t help you,” she said. Now, her status was unclear.
“Why?”
Odette was silent. Fivi immediately noticed something was off.
“Has something happened between you two? Did you fight with the tadpole.. er, I mean the king?” Fivi asked again when she saw the queen’s face looked really gloomy.
Odette’s brows furrowed slightly. She didn’t like the way Fivi called Rion.
“Stop calling him a tadpole,” she said, showing her displeasure clearly.
Fivi chuckled a little. “Ah, I’m sorry.”
She said it without the slightest guilt. She then returned to the original conversation, but Odette’s answer didn’t change. She really couldn’t help Fivi now.
“It seems I judged you too highly when we first met. I think you are a reliable person that can give rights to women like me.” Fivi, who had been looking relaxed for a while, started to sneer bravely.
