"What is occurring here?"
Elio furrowed his brows over the sight of the maids rushing back and forth in front of the girl's chamber. "Young Miss instructed us to carry all the deliveries from the shops, Your Highness" One of the maids reported. Stunning Cleon and the First Prince. Huh? All of the sudden?
"Get out of the way, all of you" Cleon, the personal knight of the First Prince ordered the maids. Causing them to back up instantly. And he pushed the wheelchair, stepping inside of the room. "Leave" With one cold word, all the maids, including Cleon dashed out of the chamber.
Now, the chamber had fallen under the silence. There was a girl back facing the man. Her eyes focused on herself in the huge mirror. Several jewels were put beside her, on the table. It turned out she was wearing necklaces. "Visha, what is the meaning of this?" Elio threw a question.
