'''What is the Heir Windsor doing?''
''Requesting a dance from her majesty?''
''Did the two of them have a close relationship?''
''His majesty….''
The nobles in the banquet hall murmured among themselves. On the side, Archduchess Windsor felt the heat on her face rising steadily at the whispers going around her.
What was her son doing? Did the empress's face charm his mind?
Archduchess Windsor knew her son very well. He was someone who could go through any length to acquire any woman of his choice. She couldn't control him properly if she wanted to as his mother.
Unfortunately, the empress was his target this time around.
Archduchess Windsor almost wanted to leave the banquet hall with her son, lest he continued to embarrass her and their family. Why did it seem as if her precious son became so muddled? The empress was his cousin's wife–someone that was definitely off-limits.
