Gasps
Editor: Atlas Studios
However, at this moment, the curtain of the venue was lifted from the outside.
Everyone looked towards the door and saw Princess Matilda walking in…
The judges stood up and bowed to Princess Matilda.
The organizer hurriedly went up to them and accompanied them.
"Princess Consort, you're here?"
Matilda smiled gently. "Yes, I don't want to miss the competition today."
The organizer's expression changed slightly. This was the last batch of contestants. There was a lack of raw materials. To a large extent, they had already given up on this batch of contestants.
Now that the princess consort was here, she would probably be disappointed.
"Cough…"
Princess Matilda was invited to her seat anyway, but she cleared her throat as she walked.
The organizer hurriedly got someone to serve water.
"Princess Consort, are you sick?"
Matilda shook her head with a faint smile. "Just a little cough. It happens occasionally."