My Husband is a King
Paddocks
Cklek
Why did the lady force her way in?
Princess Estelle again raised the jar in her hand. He intends to hit the person who knocks on the door of his room, if the lady-in-waiting forces in and intends evil.
His heart pounded, losing his captured bodyguard made him feel alone without any escort.
"I must not die silly in Raisilian," he muttered vigilantly.
Cklek
The Princess' gaze was again fixed on the revolving door knob.
The dug dug dug dug
Brakes
Princess Estelle's bedroom door finally managed to open forcefully. That made the honorable girl from Noirland increasingly tighten her grip on the urn she lifted.
His hands trembled, it seemed like he did not even have the skill to throw the urn on target.
"Mr Princess," called the lady who was sitting in Princess Estelle's room. Dayang had not realized that the person he was looking for was hiding behind the door.
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Princess Estelle pushed the door of her room shut.
"Who are you!" princess Estelle shouted with half a thump.
"Oh, hi, Princess Estelle." The lady-in-waiting turned around, now her face was facing the princess. "That's where you look." The dayang let out his slanted smile.
"Don't make small talk!" Princess Estelle pulled the urn. He looks scared. "You're not my usual girl!"
"I'm not your lady!" The lady-in-waiting raised her chin and walked over to Princess Estelle, who was holding her in an urn.
"Don't come any closer" said the nervous Princess Estelle in fear.
"Heh" the girl who put away Princess Estelle's hand.
"Who are you really?" The Princess's breath hunted, she retreated and docked to the door at the urging of the lady-in-waiting.
The dayang raised his hand, and pointed his fingers at the neck of princess Estelle.
The Princess' eyes instantly widened. His heart was pounding even more due to the intimidating movements of the maids before him.
I will not die at the hands of this Raisilian lady-in-law. Can't!
When the hand of the lady managed to touch the Princess' neck. His thumb and index finger stretched and stuck to the Princess' neck.
Princess Estelle grimaced, she felt the pressure on her neck grow tighter. He closed his eyes and did not dare to look at the crazy lady in front of him.
But .. ten seconds later. The clutches on his neck loosened and accompanied by a distinctive laughter blaring. The sound of laughter that he knew and hated very much.
"Haha hahahaha ...!"
Princess Estelle opened her eyes, she could not believe the woman who was so emotionally unstable.
"You scared?" sneer the ladyboy with a different voice this time.
Princess Estelle again could not believe what she had heard.
"You really are the king's crybaby daughter! You deserve the nickname of a lousy king's daughter! Even I don't like you at all!" hardiknya while removing the clasps one by one embedded in his hair.
"You, you!" show The Princess.
"Hey! Don't scream! Someone else will hear!" Now the lady managed to open all the flops and remove the bun.
Her hair was pretty, then she took off a synthetic skin on her face. He pulled it carefully until it peeled off over his face.
"You ... you ...!"
The princess was almost hysterical. "Daughter Emilda! Go home! I don't need your help!"
"Oh, I see, the bodyguard in front is the bodyguard I brought in from Noirland, that's .. When I lost the bodyguard, I tried to help. But if you think, bad, yes ... already!"
Princess Estelle sneered.