Something fishy

Belinda got back to the hall and saw Reggie standing at a corner. He seemed quite lonely.

‘I shouldn’t go to him. Prince Damon will be pissed. I should keep my distance.’ She thought, and hastily ignored him. She walked to where the table was set and picked up a biscuit.

She took a bite and chewed on it, ready to get carried away in its taste, when she heard some women discussing.

“Why is she dressed like Princess Megan? I heard she is just a stranger in the land… a slave to be precise!”

“If that is true, why does she deserve such nice treatment? Or is she a lost child of the King?”

Belinda gulped hard as she listened to their conversation. She looked back and saw them staring at her with disgust written over their faces.

Belinda let out a feeble smile and looked away. She hastily walked away and stopped when she got to a corner in the hall.

After she heard what those women were discussing, all she wanted was to be alone. She looked around the hall, trying to lay her eyes on Pr