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Majesty Dyrroth suffocating gaze lands on Prince Alphonso. Nonetheless, it doesn't frighten the Prince in his pants as he gazes to the Majesty so passionately, which tick on the Majesty's blood.Without a doubt, Majesty Dyrroth only got his attention to the Prince because serving his head to the Viscountess would make him her hero.
"Tsk! It's annoying to see his face again," Grand Duke Kristofer remarks bitterly as he hisses between those words, making the Prince perk his brow to the Grand Duke's face.
"Don't make such an impression, Your Highness. I may sound butter, but what I said was my opinion. I am quite amazed by you because you don't seem to be going nuts at him." Grand Duke Kristofer reasons out, and he suddenly halts his horse.
Lady Paisley gets started by the sound of the horse, closing her eyes in a defense mechanism.
