"Let's go elsewhere and talk," Layla smiled as she glanced right and left as if people were paying attention to her every move.
Ahan nodded although he couldn't trust any of the princess's words. After all, she told him she willingly accepted him only to disdain him in front of a large crowd just because he wasn't of Royal blood.
Both of them exited the large hall.
"Congratulations, Princess Zahra," King Zayn walked into the crowd that had gathered around the princess.
Zahra's lips twisted into a mocking smile.
"These people are so fake," she thought.
She felt regret. What did she work so hard for? Only to receive fake compliments? Her heart ached and filled with bitterness at the thought.
"Thank you, Your Majesty," Zahra tried her best to bow to the king, elegantly despite the pain she felt running through her whole body because of the poison.
