"Your Highness, listen to me! I was just bluffing. My Koryoese is terrible! I might have the certificate, but that's just on paper. I can't actually speak it—I'm a 'mute' Koryoese speaker!" Ashley Bowen chased after him, magazine in hand, but Aaron had already come in and was wheeling Yuri Sinclair out.
She stomped her foot in frustration. Helpless, she could only open the magazine to see what this was all about.
'It was my own damn boast. Now I have to see it through, even if I have to cry my way through it.'
The next afternoon, someone from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs arrived, telling Ashley Bowen to get ready and accompany them to the venue in advance.
Before she left, Ashley Bowen glanced at Yuri Sinclair. He was still taking his sweet time, being helped into his suit by the maids.
"Your Highness, I'll be going on ahead," Ashley Bowen said, her spirits low. She gave a small wave and left.
