"Arabella!" Queen Ylaya felt both heartbroken and guilty.
She had just seen clearly that if it weren't for the girl in front of her protecting her from getting splashed, she likely would have dodged it, at least avoiding being drenched like this.
She reached out to grab Arabella Vanderbilt's hand, "Thank you for protecting me."
Arabella Vanderbilt withdrew her hand indifferently, "No need. After all, you… are, ultimately, a head of state; you must maintain your dignity."
After speaking, she turned her face to the side, avoiding eye contact.
Queen Ylaya felt a slight sting of pain in her heart.
That pause just now, wasn't it meant to say—
After all, she was her…
