Why is Princess Adel in this house? Shouldn't a king's daughter be wandering around outside? Her existence was just a nuisance to Cyril at the moment. Cyril couldn't talk to Adriana in a normal way. He also couldn't show how he felt about being with the two girls.
He didn't understand what they were talking about. He didn't understand why Cyril was here. The tea, which normally tasted good, was now a bit bitter as Cyril swallowed it.
The door of the living room opened again and a maid pushed in a cart with food. The cake that was served was the one that Cyril had brought earlier as a gift. The cake looked very attractive, but Cyril had no desire to taste it.
"Thank you, butler!" Adriana smiled happily at the food, as did Princess Adel.
"Why is your face like that?" Princess Adel was the first to notice Cyril's unpleasant face.
"It's nothing, Princess! I'm just remembering what I have to do later!"
