33 "I would like to buy a slave of yours,"

"What are you doing here so early, Princess?" Master Filen stood up with a surprised look on his face.

"Why? Aren't I invited to your abode anymore?" the Princess asked.

"O-of course not, it just comes as a bit of a surprise to me. Is everything alright?" Master Filen asked with furrowed eyebrows.

"Of course everything is alright, Master. I just came to have a little talk with you. I hope I'm not intruding or something?" Princess Divale asked.

"Oh, of course not. Pardon my rude manners. Have a seat please, Your Highness," Master Filen gestured for her to sit.

The Princess glided inside the room, with her hands elegantly holding her dress as she walked down to the sofa to take a seat.

"And get us some tea, will you?" Master Filen ordered the servant and he left after giving him a deep bow.

"So, tell me, Princess. What is it you wanted us to discuss?" Master Filen sat down across the Princess and asked.

A small smirk left her lips.