บท 285: The Taste Was Unsatisfactory?

The knock on the door came abruptly, but it saved Leon from speaking. Without using divine sense, he could already tell who was on the other side of the door. Being tailed by a group of young nobles, it was hard not to notice. It could only be them.

Nelson Donahue had the same guess. He had booked a VIP lounge precisely to stop these people from disturbing his business with the elven princess. In the end, the door was still knocked by these people.

"I wonder how I should address each of you?" Nelson politely asked as he continued with the introductions. He had decided to ignore the door knock since he knew who was on the side.

"I am Princess Faelyn, the fifth and youngest princess from Elvengarde's royal family. You can call me Faelyn." 

"We are the palace maids assigned by his Majesty to attend to Princess Faelyn. I am Sharleen, and this is—"

"I am Shirley."

"It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance, beautiful ladies."