Prince Theodore put down his utensils, gazing at Princess Ava.
At this moment, Ava's aura was different from before, as if she had transformed into another person.
The gentleness Ava had displayed earlier seemed to have been completely used up.
"Is it news from the northern Soaring Bird City, or news from the giant territory?"
Prince Theodore didn't speak. Ava sat down opposite him, guessing on her own.
Prince Theodore stared at Ava. The latter gazed back at him without the slightest evasion, meeting his eyes directly.
"Why do you keep looking at me? Have I developed wrinkles?"
It was a joke, but Prince Theodore could hear the forced strength behind Ava's tone, a strength forcing a smile.
"No, my aunt is forever the kingdom's most beautiful woman!"
Ava gave a faint smile, withdrew her gaze from Prince Theodore, and turned her head to look out the window at the rose garden, from which a rich fragrance drifted.
