"Princess, this is me."
Elizebeth that laid on her back on the bed just turned her head lazily. "You may enter."
Duke Tita with a covered face was wearing a full attire and greeted her with confident eyes.
Elizebeth rose, "are we going?"
"Unfortunately, princess." Duke Tita's voice coated with a pity that she did not need.
"I see," she played along. Her pale lips curved a smile and the dark circle under her eyes was prominent enough to be ignored.
Duke Tita almost marched forward to see the sight. His eyes shook in a panic yet his legs rooted on the ground still. "How are you, princess?"
"I am okay," she stepped down from the bed. "My attire?" She extended her hand.
Duke Tita froze up at his place, his head probably thinking of something else. His face was reluctant to let her go or to make her move. His eyes just stared at Elizebeth pretty face with a heavy heart.
"Leader?" Elizebeth shook him to reality.