Completely alone in a huge room surrounded by luxury things, Mila was sitting on the sofa, contemplating the decision she had made.
As she thinks about the possible consequences of her decision, her head keeps aching even more; it even went to the point that she wanted to run away, but whenever she thinks about it, an image of a brown haired woman always appears in her mind, making her stay rooted in her current spot.
She only snapped out of her thoughts when a knock on the door was heard.
Mila's heart raced as she recalled the plan she and Prince Connor had meticulously crafted. It was a plan designed to deceive and manipulate the perceptions of the court and the nobles.
She couldn't help but feel a twinge of nervousness deep within her, knowing that she was about to partake in such deceitful actions.
Ironic since she was doing the same thing even prior to the partnership with the prince, but it was not on the same scale as this.
