"YOUNG MISS!"
With panic embraced upon expression, Sully dashed near to the girl on the floor. Several cuts and bruises could be seen. "Inform this to the King! Right now!" As the personal maid of the soon to be princess consort, Sully held the right to order others. Causing them to obey.
Like that the news of a thief breaking into Lady Visha Halston's chamber spread across the capital like a wild fire. Nolan gave another room for the girl to sleep through the night after the incident to assure her safety. They decided to take care of the matter next day.
"Visha..." In the early morning, a gentle voice permeated into the ears of the girl who was sleeping soundly. Her brows slowly wrinkled. This familiar tone had awakened her. "Elio?" Once she saw the First Prince by the bed's side, a murmur escaped between her lips. "Morning"
