"Prince Zivan. How come y-you…are here," the girl looked at him shyly and said while shuttering as if she was a teenager in love.
Zivan felt like puking seeing her behaving so fake. But he held the cring in.
"Leave," he ordered with a wave of his hand and all the maids scattered away in the next second.
Marcella slowly stood up and walked towards the second prince, "It is not appropriate for you to stay with me alone in here. What will people think, huh?" She leaned dangerously closed and put one hand on his shoulder while with the other she played with the collar laces of his shirt.
Zivan looked down at the woman who was acting even better than the best actress in the drama group.
He could throw her away but since she wanted to play he will surely comply with her act.
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