"Aaahh!" Olivia woke up with a splitting headache. She held her head and rubbed it hard but the pain did not go away.
"You are finally awake!" The voice only gave her more headache. For once, Olivia wanted some silence around. "What happened last night? What did you say to your highness?"
Last night! His highness! Her eyes widened at once. But what welcomed her was not the face of Agatha but a large tray of Macarons.
Macrons? She vividly remembered eating them to curb her nervousness.
"Yes, his highness had sent them for you. Why? What was the occasion and what happened last night?" Olivia stared at the macrons as if she was still in a dream. She had planned so much seduction for this chance.
How she had planned to convince him to take her to the palace and then reject later. Her speech, her planning!
"What exactly happened there!" Agatha frowned when she noticed her dazed look.
"Are you even listening to me? You.."