As soon as they reached the grand duchy, the Grand Duke, who had just woken up from his sleep, carried her on his shoulder and strode past the servants to probably lock her up in her room.
He didn't pay them any glance at all. His eyes reverted to their darkened state, and no matter what apology Mona uttered was useless. In the end, she just folded her hands while being hanged and transported.
To keep herself from boredom, she started to think of even the silliest things.
'This man doesn't know how to princess-carry.... or is it because I'm not a princess?', she pouted on her own thoughts. When they passed some servants bowing their heads mixed with confusion and astonishment, Mona recognized one of them.
Gesturing her hands to help her, her maid only averted her gaze and went the opposite way.
'How could she...!', although her action was understandable, she still promised herself to get back on Sandra once she was freed.
