"But you don't trust her, though." Emily had to disagree with her lord.
The princess that she knew never trusted the queen or the king.
In fact, she planned to stab them in the back. Hiding her claw and waiting for the right moment to strike them in one go.
The curled on her lips up even higher. "Anyway, so when it's time to burn the bridge… I have to make sure I have the upper hand and to make it as much as possible."
"I'm not so sure." Protest Emily under her breath, kneading Elizebeth's thigh, taking her mind off from the heavy topic.
"Huhuhu…"
The chilling sound of the lord lifted Emily's head once again. She found it weird that Elizebeth looked unbothered and innocent when she was laughing worry-free. It feels off-putting.
"Emily."
"Yes, My Lord?" Emily pushed herself away from Elizebeth. While bending her waist, she cleaned up all the mess on the floor.
"What did they do the first time you declined their offer?"