章 107: Trouble Brewing 3

Rosalind was definitely in a bad mood.

It was not because she did not know what they were planning, it was because she was supposed to earn millions of gold tonight for treating Princess Isabel and the banquet changed this. Compared to earning her gold, this banquet was simply useless.

She stared at her reflection. Donned in an ugly purple dress that looked too dark to be called purple, Rosalind frowned. She looked ten years older. This dress must be made for someone Victoria's age.

Before the sun rose, Victoria had already sent her people to drag Rosalind back to her quarters so they could try out some dresses that she was supposed to wear tonight. The lack of sleep and her spoiled plan left her in a foul mood.