"Isn't this what you always dreamed of? Jewelry, luxury, servants as far as the eye can see to fulfill your every wish, and owning a grand palace—all just to provoke Taya?" whispered Yuray with a smile to the prince's nanny. "But there's a twenty-year age gap between us, and on top of that, he has a ten-year-old son. He's also a huge hypocrite and only uses me as a tool to achieve his dreams, hah!"
Yuray chuckled as she stroked the head of King Arthur's son. He had instructed her to get close to his child so everyone would think their relationship was based on love.
"Miss, lunch is ready," said one of the servants to the nanny, who nodded in understanding. She then glanced at Yuray, who seemed lost in thought. "You don't mind if we have another guest for lunch?" the nanny asked, but Yuray didn't respond. The nanny worried that the king was psychologically torturing this beautiful girl.
