Manna went to the door to open it.
"Princess, the banquet is about to start." The guard said politely.
Amaya stood from the chair and walked gracefully toward the door. She looked very beautiful in her get-up.
"You look beautiful tonight." Marx a.k.a the guard whispered gently into her ear. Amaya's face reddend. Just when did she start to be affected by Marx's flirting? Was it when she turned eighteen?
"Stop fooling around." She lowered her voice so it would not be picked up by the bugs planted all around the villa.
The path they took led them to pass by the drawing room. Princess Amaya paused when she noticed that the drawing room was lively. There were many ladies inside and their conversations were lively. Her two cousins and Queen Zanzara were also inside, so Amaya decided to come inside. Marx and the other guard went to stand by the door.
