Me And the Seven Handsome Princes
Meeting Raphaelo, Grish began to be wary

The banquet that was held suddenly made the servants so busy to serve food. While waiting for food to be served, Count Roisen took Grish and Raphaelo for a light chat in the living room, while Cayena went to take a bath and changed clothes to her room.

"I didn't expect Grish to be a prince, before I had already sensed he was not an ordinary person, but with his reckless manner like not a dignified prince. Why didn't he tell me the truth, instead telling dad his true identity!" inner Cayena.

"Miss! I'll tie Miss's belt." said Ina.

"Mm." short Cayena.

Cayena was in front of the mirror watching herself. The dress she wore was dark blue with floral patterns, added sparkling white lace decorating the dress.

"Miss wearing this dress is very, very beautiful, surely the two princes saw Miss will be fascinated..I, as a woman, am fascinated by the beauty of Miss, let alone men. If I were a man, I'd like to ask Miss out on a date.. Hihi..!!" ina said so enthusiastically.

"Haha.. It's not like you see me every day.."

"Although every day I see Miss but Ina is not satisfied to see Miss's beauty, it's been three days Miss disappeared.. Ina misses Miss very much, very worried about Miss!" ina said with a sad face.

"so yeah.. Don't you feel like I'm different than usual?" ask Cayena for thought.

"Different... with you? ...I had thought that some days Miss's attitude changed, although it was strange because Miss's attitude suddenly changed, but it's okay, because Miss is Miss."

Cayena was stunned by Ina's thought.

"More than the previous Miss, I prefer the cheerful Miss as now. Uh! but that doesn't mean I'm denouncing Miss's previous behavior."

"just... Seeing the old Miss can make my heart sad..."

Ina said it was thinking of her Miss who had always been gloomy and lonely in the dark, not having any friends.

"Eh..! Are you sad that I'm no longer oppressing you like I used to?" cayena asked.

"Mom, no! I am not sad at all because you are no longer oppressing me... Anyway I like the current Miss, cheerful and it seems like Miss is familiar with that Prince Grish..."

"But by the way, how did Miss survive that steep cliff, and Miss's body had absolutely no scars, was Miss treated with a magic medicine?" ina said curiously.

"Pulse... I want to know too!"

"I haven't got an answer as to why I'm fine and just got a little scratch on the knee, but just after I saw the wound back there were no more scratches! ...It's really weird, isn't it! And also, subconsciously I also have power within me, a rare element of lightning! What really happened, I want to ask Zionn a lot of things, next time." Cayena's mind is full of question marks.

Tok...

"Miss! Are you done dressing up? The great lord and the others are waiting for you, the banquet will begin soon." said the butler at the door of Cayena's room.

"All right! I'm going down now." said Cayena.

"Already! Miss is neat and beautiful, we should hunt there, I can't wait to see their expressions" said Ina very excited.

At that moment.. Cayena and Ina descend to the first floor to the dining table that her father and two princes have been waiting for. Soon Cayena came and made their attention to her.

"Sorry, I'm a little late!" he said he was pulling a chair for him to sit on.

"Gee.. Cayena who is now so different, she looks more mature and more beautiful! But what is his relationship with this man next to me." Inner Grish while secretly glancing at Raphaelo who was sitting next to him.

"Beautiful!" inner Raphaelo.

Without realizing it, he continued to look at Cayena who would sit on his side.

"No, what have I been thinking! realize." Raphaelo's mind, he shook his head to wake up.

"He why... After seeing Cayena she was shaking her head, was she sane!

Hah.. lest she be the fiancee Cayena said it was? The hum... But it doesn't seem, the way he sees Cayena is like holding back from being interested... If so, I have a chance to pay attention to Cayena." Grish's inner self, he keeps watching Raphaelos movements.