"Sorry." Prince Raquim mumbled softly.
Marx realized that there was already a mountain of food on Amaya's plate. "You will be burning a lot of calories so you need to eat more."
Prince Argo who was sitting at the other table with the Rocas twins craned his neck to see what was happening at the other table. When he noticed that there was still a vacant chair on the other table, and as he was done with breakfast, he excused himself and transferred to the other table.
"Greetings Your Majesty, Your Highness. Good morning Amaya." Argo only greeted the three persons cheerfully.
"Good morning," Amaya replied back then she looked at the food on her plate with a gloomy expression. She continued eating.
Argo looked at his brother and suddenly had the urge to tease him. "Bother, don't you think that my age matches that of Princess Amaya? I am just a year older than her. You are twenty-three so aren't you too old for her?"
