…And Katlan wasn't kidding.
"What the-"
With a dropped jaw, Elvirita was staring at the enormous door made of gold with the letter 'Z' engraved there, indicating the only child lived deliciously.
"And to think after living this luxuriously… he.. He fell to the ground and bore everything without complaining?'
Entering the vast room with expensive and eye-catching decors, created beautifully for the most adored child in the castle.
Touching his things, she scanned everything and felt immense compassion. His bed was so high that she had to use two steps to climb on it.
His ravishing lifestyle made her bewildered at how he managed to stay outside, how he survived the outside world.
Shrinking her eyes in compassion, she noticed her duvet were of silk, asking herself with tears brimming in her eyes.
"How did you survive in the outside world, my love? Do you love your country this much?"
