Bab 570: Tricked

Yarin's POV:

Aunt Teresa looked like she was choking as she held her chest and panted violently. She saw us coming out of the National Broadcast Station building, which seemed to confirm Lily's words and made her face redder.

I stole a glance at my mother's face. Her already serious expression became even more livid because of this farce.

Aunt Teresa looked like she was about to faint. Tears welled up in her eyes. It was hard to say if it was because she was angry at her daughter or for another reason.

"I hope you are all well, ladies." My mother said expressionlessly, "We have to hurry back to the Silver Moon Pack to prepare for the Moonlight Festival tomorrow."

Aunt Teresa and Lily curtsied. Everyone in the clearing was curtsying. They weren't so respectful to me yesterday. My stupidity in the heat of the moment had embarrassed me. I was a trashy prince.