C1889 How about Being My Prince

Of course, actually, there's no silver in this place...

If he really didn't feel anything, why was he thinking so much?

A few minutes passed with a kiss...

Natasha looked forward in a daze, her hands tightly grabbing onto Faang Fann's sleeves. She seemed to be very confused.

As for the personal guards of the Queen's personal guards, although they were all extremely frustrated