บท 322: The Fiancee

"Charles, why aren't you in your room? I waited for a long time," said the blonde woman with black eyes as she sweetly hugged Charles' arms.

Charles, feeling a bit uneasy, quickly removed the young woman's hands from his arm and spoke in a hushed tone, "Mind your actions. We are in the elevator." As he glanced around, he noticed the young princess standing at the corner, seemingly observing both of them through the reflection of the mirror. Charles felt a sense of discomfort as their gazes locked for a fleeting second.

Princess Amaya's heart tightened with a familiar feeling as she looked at a woman flirting with a man before her. Memories tried to resurface, but she forced them out. She frowned and studied the blonde woman, wondering how she could shamelessly display her intimacy with her man in the elevator.