Which Hand???

I was in my depressing thoughts that I didn't realize we were already in front of the Royal family when Shane nudged my shoulder, making me come back to reality from my horrifying 'dying single' future.

"Huh? Ah!" I bowed, "Greetings to the Sun and Moon of the Empire. Greeting to the Consort and Second Prince," I stood straight when a wince left my mouth upon the pinch I received from my dearest Mother.

I looked at her in disbelief. Her smile was scary. She looked at me, still smiling, "You haven't greeted the Crown Prince yet, Sabrina Niam" 

She called my full name. I'm dead. I looked at the wretched piece of waste of oxygen who was already looking at me with an intent gaze. It's always this guy who gets me in trouble, no wonder the original Sabrina hated him.

I bowed again, "Greetings" and stood up not uttering a word more. I thought I was going to receive a smack now but instead, I heard a chuckle. A manly one at that.

It was the Emperor.