"Camilla, I'm alright." Crown Prince Charles gestured with his hand, then sat down on a classic style sofa. "You were playing so well just now, why did you suddenly stop? Do go on."
Camilla asked with concern: "Darling, did the noise disturb you? I blame those servants, the door of this guest room has been broken for quite a long time and they haven't come to fix it yet."
A rare smile appeared on Crown Prince Charles's face, "No, Camilla, I am not only not upset with this broken door, but I'm also thankful for it. If it wasn't due to the slight gap it revealed, impairing its soundproofing, I would not have been able to hear the beautiful music just now. Originally, I felt a bit under the weather, lying in bed feeling uncomfortable, but once I heard the music played by that lady, my headache didn't seem so bad all of a sudden, I felt very relaxed, very comfortable. I have to thank God for sending an angel to my side."
