Chapter 55

She saw them whisper... She remembered the face.

Vladimir POV

Two days later…

“Where is Amilia?” I asked my butler.

“Sir, Princess Amilia has been on call all morning,” the butler said.

For the last two days, Amilia has been in meetings and calls. I don’t know what she was up to, but I have a slight idea of what it might be—walking to the bedroom, carrying a tray with food for her. I see grandfather coming my way.

“Vladimir, I would like to have a word with you,” my grandfather said.

“I’m busy,