Chapter Hundred-Twenty-Five – Second Prince
The letter only arrived that morning and now, she'd be meeting him. The second Prince of Damancas.
Laurel scrubbed her body in the bath. She didn't think she still smelt but for goddess' sake, she had been in prison for long and then lived as a maid. If she did smell, no maid will know because it's probably a common smell.
But this was a Prince of a powerful Kingdom, he'd surely look down on her if she didn't have the aura of a princess.
"How did Princesses act again?" She asked Elma as she scrubbed. "I think I've to bow to him or will he bow first?"
Either ways, when she'd meet him, she'd let him speak first and state his purpose. Having a messenger from Damancas after regaining her pack must be a good thing.
She let her hair pour over her shoulders again, other times she kept it in a bun as it was easier to manage. She glazed over her gowns and picked the longest.
