"I didn't give any—" King Mordrak began to explain, but Elsa was resolute in her plan.
Pointing to Beatrice, Elsa said, "That servant told me it was a gift from you. I was happy to receive it, but now I'm disappointed…" She pouted, feigning irritation.
"M-My King, t-the chamberlain said it was a gift from you," Beatrice stammered, playing along with Elsa.
"Oh! My chamberlain, yes. I almost forgot. I told him to give it to you, but I've been so busy organizing our wedding that it slipped my mind," King Mordrak said to Elsa.
'That man should've informed me before doing something like this. But she seems to love it, so he did a good job after all,' the demon king thought.
"That's what I thought…" Elsa commented.
'What the hell is in this bottle?!' she wondered, feeling a surge of anger. She wanted to explode—literally—but knew she had to stay composed or else she might be unable to find out what was in it and who it was from
