"What is he thinking? Why should I start first?" asked Helena thoughtfully.
Louis was still staring at her. The man who was full of charm was still showing a faint smile.
"Why are you just silent? There is still a place for you to sit next to me," said Louis, who offered a seat beside him.
Glek…!
"Your Majesty, I can't possibly sit next to you. I'm… just a maid. It's better… if I just stand, and this situation is very inappropriate… if… Queen Calista sees us," explained Helena was still holding back.
"You don't have to worry about her. She's been sleeping very soundly. Too much to drink! Huh! Her bad hobby, which many people don't know," said Louis with a sad look.
"Still, I can't sit next to you." It was Helena who insisted and remained standing, to keep a safe distance from Louis.
"Stubbornness, very similar to Helena. Could it be… she… she is my Helen?" Loius thought as he got up from his seat.