Allison's POV
Getting out of the car, I smiled happily. "I'm finally free," I whispered, spreading my arms. "Ahhh, so this is what the market looks like?" I said loudly so they won't be suspicious.
Two maids followed behind me.
"It seems Her Majesty has never come to the market before," one of them smiled.
"Shut up. Ever seen a princess going to the market? To do what? She's just using the opportunity that she's with His Highness to explore. Her parents won't let her otherwise," the second maid scoffed.
I blinked several times to process what that second maid was trying to say. Is she saying I'm from a royal background? I haven't even downloaded the fact that everyone's already calling me Majesty without me even knowing them.
I forced a smile and picked an orange. The seller quickly bowed at the sight of royal maids and guards. "Her Majesty wants to buy my fruit? I'm honoured," she smiled.
