บท 64: Dabria's Sorrow-Part 1

#Dabria Mansion

The black, majestic Bentley silently rolled to a halt at the astoundingly large and overwhelming gate of the Dabria Mansion. The chauffeur looked back. The witch princess was asleep on the cushy leather seat. Turning her head to the right, revealing her beautiful side profile. "Our lady sure is beautiful," thought he. "Why doesn't she have a man in her life?" He was like a guardian for the owner of this huge mansion.