Layla gulped as she watched her sister laugh like a madwoman.
Surely, from the beginning, Princess Zahra had always been unpredictable; however, her demeanour right now was peculiar and scary.
"W-What's funny?" Layla stammered uncontrollably.
Zahra's behaviour had made her nervous, and it was an undeniable fact.
The taller young woman before Layla stopped her laughter, the corners of her lips dropping.
"It's just... it seems men are all fucking messed up," Zahra tilted her head to the side.
Layla gasped, looking right and left, making sure no servant had heard the crown princess's vulgar speech.
"You shouldn't say such words in the open! Not after becoming the crown princess!" she whispered, leaning closer to her sister's face.
"Really?" Zahra scoffed.
