Bab 639: Claimed And Enchanted By A Witch

Angela looked embarrassed at what Seren said. Cian could only silently sigh. She clearly didn't acknowledge her as a relative. 

Angela immediately corrected herself. "Apologies, Your Majesty Queen Seren. I am a little dull. Please do not be mad that this cousin of yours carelessly made a mistake because it has been a long time since I have seen you—" 

It was obvious that this lady was a proper lady raised by a noble house. Even though her words sound nice and polite, her words hide a hidden dagger in them. If an outsider were to hear their conversation, it would make Seren sound like a villain bullying an innocent little girl.

"Do I even know you? Which sister or cousin are you of mine?"

She felt utterly embarrassed. "I-I am Angela Ilven, Your Majesty, daughter of His Majesty the King's late younger brother…"