Charles Gray wasted no time reaching the side of the bed in just four large strides. He sat on the stool beside the bed and gently asked, "How are you, Princess?"
"I am fine, Chancellor," Princess Amaya said with a slight smile. She closed her eyes and savored the scent she had missed for a long time.
'Marx, where are you? Are you really not coming back?''
The room was quiet as Princess Amaya gradually opened her eyes, her gaze meeting a pair of deep, dark orbs with a mischievous glint. Unbeknownst to her, Charles Gray had been observing her with a tender and wistful expression while her eyes had been closed.
"The person responsible for the previous incident had been apprehended. It was Hailey Murray! She is the mastermind behind the scheme."
