"Do you think he'll like me?" A young pretty lady asked her maid innocently. She sat in front of a mirror while her make brushed through her soft long red hair.
Her wedding was in three days and her soon to be husband has never invited her out for a walk nor even tried to seek her audience despite them been under the same roof.
The maid was surprised that her princess suddenly got that thought. She quickly replied, "of course. No one can ever escape your charm, Princess Sabrina."
"I don't think he likes me," Princess Sabrina said sadly.
"Why do you say so milady?" Her maid, Victoria, asked worriedly.
"He hasn't visited since he arrived nor did he ask for me out tea, that only means he does not fancy me." It was very rare to see Sabrina in such a foul mood. She was always with a smile, but now she had nothing but sadness on her beautiful face.
