"He makes out with me at first, and then he disappears midair!" Abigail wailed as she walked back and forth frantically.
"Your Majesty" Cara called for the 3rd time as she had been standing there for the past 2 minutes.
"Your Highness" She called again finally gaining her attention
"I'm listening..." Abigail sits in front of her.
"I've never seen you this pressured for someone else. So you like the King?" Cara raised an eyebrow playfully winking at her.
"Yes. No... LOOK! What we have is something common around a wife or a husband! it's nothing special"
"Your Majesty" Cara sat up
"If both of you share something special, but you both don't think it's special, then one of you is lying" Cara added
"You're saying?"
Saying that Abigail turned her back to face the window.
"You know what, never mind," Cara says changing the subject.
"I'll go warm your bath" she smiled bitterly leaving her head hanging low.
