It was Basil. The man is the son of the crown prince. "Vanessa?" His hands reach her shoulders.
No response. Basil stepped to see her face. He was surprised, "...Is something happened?"
A water flow from her eyes into her rossy cheeks. It supposed to be sad. But she smiled.
"My feelings are mixed." Vanessa turned her body while removing the tears.
"Why mixed up?"
She sat on the bed, "Sad and happy in the same time."
Then it is a good sign or bad sign?
"Haa..." Basil sighed, "Whatever you say. I don't understand anymore. Now where is your physician?" He glanced towards the door, waiting for the person to open the door.
"I'm fine. Just a little bit of fatigue."
"Okay? Look at that pale face."
"Really?"
Vanessa get up from her seat and going to a big mirror. "You're right."
"It's the truth. Now rest before your physician came."