Whoa, this is…
I've never seen such luxury in all my life. Both of them.
I mean, I've been to some places that would be considered luxurious for the standards of Brazilian people, but in Europe they are at most 'upper middle class' tier.
But this… this is real luxury.
As Mom tells my grans the story of her captivity and my flight and return with the rescue, I just look at everything around us.
From the silverware to the golden embroidery on the perfectly white tablecloths, everything reeks of rich people.
I'm so astonished that I can't even focus on the conversation happening behind me.
There are only the five of us here. Mom, the king, the queen, Lovelace, and me. Shalia probably left to attend to her other duties and report to the prince.
He wasn't at the throne room, now that I think about it. I wonder what the duties of a crown prince are. Or the duties of a princess like myself.
