Whew... Hosting ambassadors is really a bothersome task...
Unaware that the ambassador he received today already had plans concerning him, after a whole day of diligent work, Andre, the third prince of the Crolock Kingdom, pushed open the door to his room, not feeling too exhausted.
"Andre brother~"
As the door was opened, a crisp cry came from inside the room.
The third prince squinted his eyes and found a beautiful girl with fair skin, who turned her head from a huge lounge chair by the window and teased with a hint of mockery:
"Weren't you going to meet that Prince Leon? Why did you come back so soon? Didn't you again slack off dealing with those matters and slip away early?"
"It's not exactly slipping away."
Shaking his head unperturbedly, the third prince stepped into the room and replied while hanging his coat:
