When the word "sister-in-law" slipped out, the surrounding area immediately fell into a prolonged silence.
Subordinates behind the Princess could not help but bulge their eyes and slowly open their mouths wide enough to almost fit an egg.
It was as if they had heard some preposterous tale.
Are you trying to screw me over?
The closest, Glaya, looked at Eleanor with an astonished expression and then glanced at Lynn in the distance, a trace of pity rising in her eyes.
What, what happened?
Seeing their expressions, Eleanor's heart suddenly tightened.
The murderous intent that had enveloped her just a moment ago should have vanished.
Could it be that she had misspoken again?
For a moment, the young girl found herself in a perplexing quandary, doubting the course of her life.
Fortunately, the next second, she suddenly felt a pair of cool, delicate palms grasp her wrist, then gently pull her into an embrace, and a faint scent of roses wafted to her nose.
