Chapter 52: The Jealous Princess (2)
The peaceful tea time had ended, and a sharp tension stretched between Asella and me.
The guards standing nearby could feel the oppressive silence between us prickling against their skin.
It’s starting again.
Her Highness is going to win anyway.
Though it looks like the doctor has something to say this time.
While maintaining their solemn duty, the guards couldn’t help but observe us directly.
Back when Empress Camilla held power, Moonlight Palace always felt like a swamp—sticky and suffocating with hidden threats.
Even young as she was, Asella’s charisma had far more dignity than Camilla ever did.
Now, Moonlight Palace felt like a sharp, icy palace with blades hidden in every direction.
Still, thanks to the Gotberg physician, unexpectedly entertaining incidents like this happened from time to time.
The guards weren’t about to miss a second of it.
I spoke up first.