"Take me there," Gloria ordered, her tone sharp enough to make the maid flinch.
"Y-Your Grace! Please try to understand! I really can't do this!" the maid stammered, her lips trembling and her hands nervously fidgeting with her uniform.
"Duchess," Zahra said gently, pulling Gloria back to the couch.
Gloria shot a frustrated look at the crown princess, her irritation barely contained. Although her anger wasn't directed at Zahra, she found it nearly impossible to keep her emotions in check whenever Claude was involved.
Gloria had been the epitome of composure, even in her childhood. But everything changed after meeting Claude. He taught her to live with openness, take pride in both herself and her work, and, most importantly, to embrace love—a deep emotion that her father had always withheld from her and Yuden, leaving a void in their lives.
Zahra loosened her grip around the silver-haired young woman, pulling her hand away.
