Chapter 12

ODESSA’S POV

“Your Highness, isn't that your personal maid?” watching as Eira made her way to us.

Victor looked at Eira as if he was just seeing her for the first time before he turned to look at me, laughing nervously and scratching the back of his neck.

“Yes, she is. But she asked for a request and I decided to grant it to her because of her true years of service to me.” He said with a smile.

“His Highness is so gracious and generous, even to his servants,” I said sarcastically. The King chuckled and Victor looked proud.

“Princess.” Eira curtsied.

“Thank you for your generosity, Your Highness. But I'd like to decline. I don't need your maid. I'll feel watched and monitored. Perhaps you're sending her to me so that she can be your own little spy.” I said, swirling my tea in one hand, not bothering to look at Victor or Eira.

If both of them think I'm stupid enough to accept her, then they've clearly underestimated me.”

“Your Highness, if I may speak,” Eira said, directi