"Elizabeth, what's wrong with you? Why are you always so absent-minded?"
Franz Joseph's reprimanding voice reached Elizabeth's ears, and her expression immediately tensed. Her slender little hands unconsciously clenched, "I'm sorry, Your Majesty, I was just distracted!"
Damn it! Why did I speak to her like that just now!
Looking at his tense fiancée in front of him, Franz Joseph couldn't help but feel regret. He hadn't given up Helen to choose Elizabeth just to vent his anger on her.
However, based on the Emperor's pride, Franz Joseph didn't choose to apologize to Elizabeth. Instead, he spoke to her in a slightly firm tone, "Be careful next time!"
"Yes, Your Majesty!" Elizabeth responded, then finished the last part of the dance with Franz Joseph.
After the dance ended, Elizabeth withdrew her hand from Franz Joseph's grasp.
Under Franz Joseph's astonished gaze, Elizabeth looked around, searching for Jerome Bonaparte's figure.
