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After some deliberation, it was decided that they would check the prince's office late at night when he would not be present.
"Nessa," The prince said as he entered the kitchen and she looked at him while drinking the glass of wine.
"You seem to be relaxing a little too much, are you still not feeling well?" He asked as she fixed her gaze on him.
"I am perfectly fine, a little wine won't kill, is there something that I can help you with?" She asked and he clenched his fists.
"I told you to watch your tone with me; don't make me repeat myself or I'll deny you the privilege of meeting the king, am I clear?" Tina looked at Nessa, who was squeezing the glass, and then got up and took the glass from Nessa's hand, and Nessa sighed.
"Crystal clear, your highness, is there anything I can do for you?" She asked and he sighed.
"You are such a...," He responded.
"Go ahead," Nessa said.