"Tired."
One word that describes the two of them at this time. Until finally, Louis picked up Helena and carried her into the room.
"Get some rest. You must be tired. Meghan has a nightgown ready for you, Helena," said Louis, with great concern. And he had just put Helena's body on the big bed.
"How about you, Your Highness?" asked Helena when Louis had just turned around.
"I have other things to do," Louis replied with a slight turn of his head.
"Tch..." Helena unconsciously clucked in annoyance. "Why do you always avoiding me, Your Highness?" Helena's question was able to make Louis face back towards Helena.
"What do you mean, Empress Helena?" asked Louis curtly.
Helena lowered her legs, and she sat on the edge of the bed. "Your Highness, Don't you already know the answer? Why do you always avoiding me?" asked Helena boldly.