"Th-this... You don't mean His Highness the Fourth Prince is coming tonight, do you?! But the Princess hasn't even agreed yet! If he comes over this late, won't that... ruin Her Highness's reputation?" The maidservant jumped in fright.
"What are you thinking about?" Wu Dingxiang waved a hand dismissively. "Of course the Fourth Prince won't come in person. But the Royal Hall is a vast place. If he wants to see me, there are ways."
"What do you mean? I don't understand."
"It's fine if you don't understand. The stories of princes and princesses are not something a mere servant like you could possibly comprehend..." Wu Dingxiang didn't elaborate.
After all, she was already ninety percent sure.
It was almost certain she would be staying.
The toast from the Blood Race King, Blood Spray, had made that much clear. If he truly looked down on her, the Clan King would not have bothered with a mere princess of the Dark Night Race.
