Arnold's POV
We were all eating our breakfast, but the seven of us were shaking our heads.
"Oh my! This hangover is killing my head!" Lukas remarks.
Our father coughs loudly. We sit straight and wait for him to speak. "How come that it wouldn't, hmm? The three of you are the silliest prince I ever saw in my entire life," Dad commented. I brush my nape.
"We all had fun last night, and before we knew it, we're already drunk," I whispered. Mother sighed deeply.
"Be thankful that all of you are still charming even if you're all wasted!" Mom exclaimed. We laugh naughtily.
"Oh please. Stop it, you guys!" Ava warns.
"Come to think of it, I think I saw big brother Gregory and Kalix who are carrying their wife and fiancée last night before I entered my room," I mutter.
The two ladies blushed. A teasing smirk formed in my lips. "So I wasn't hallucinating either. I thought I was," Avion commented.
