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Princess Yeri.

“You are making me visit you here. Why did you evade my invitation over and over again?” Lady Camille asks. I walk into the courtyard of the harem house where is wating for me. Did I receive her invitations? Yes, did I pretend like Florence never gave it to me? Yes, again.

“What? You are too much of grace to come here but your king has reduced me to this.” I say, folding my hands and cuddling myself as strong wind passes in the midst of us, ruffling our dresses.

“You are such an ingrate. I led you to speak to Ozar and you do not even offer thanks to me.” Camille says, pointing her finger at me and I stare in the opposite direction.

“I am tired of going to the castle.” I say.

“What…from what I overheard in the stables. Ozar seems to be in the right with you.” Camille says.

“You were eavesdropping?” I ask, staring at her in shock.

“I was there to see if you would try to lash at him again. I was there to protect you from your own anger.” She says and I scoff, rolling my eye