Princess Amaya, feeling embarrassed, said to Chancellor Gray, "I believe I may have entered the wrong car."
"No problem. I'm currently on my way to Hotel Amore, and I've informed your head guard that you'll be accompanying me," Charles mentioned casually.
Princess Amaya let out a soft hum in response. Her attention was quickly drawn to the sound of her cell phone notification. Upon checking, she discovered a message from Vasquez informing her that their car was closely following behind.
The princess studied Charles from her peripheral vision. She wondered why she kept bumping into him.
"Are your legs feeling better? Have they fully recovered?" Charles Gray turned to her with a concerned look and asked in a soft and caring voice.
"Yes. The cramps are gone, and I don't feel weak anymore. Thank you for asking."
"You are amazing, Princess! You are even faster than the gold medalist of the men's 800-meter dash." Charles Gray sincerely praised her.
