The Prince's Mistress

ed in the room. The harem could be seen dispersing themselves. Frightened faces

ially since she was called by a name she had never heard before. Alth

turned out that the person who grabbed her

a frowned. "I did

l face seemed to stare at Elena without tenderness. But E

ain if you don't want to end up worse than

ng she didn't know. Elena was sure that there must be something wrong with her. Because the l

ena in her reverie and trying to remember something. The woman's back disappeared furt

woman with wavy golden brown hair making a small run tow

young woman embraced her very tightly, while Elena's h

ena could utter. She couldn't ask q

. "You don't remember who I was after the impact?" The woman asked again, while Elena

ediately grabbed Elena's wrist a

g there. Meanwhile, the woman with golden brown hair picked up

happened to her. She froze when she saw that the face in the reflect

similar to her, although there were some differences. Her large almond eyes with brown irises with lu

a. She didn't know much, only memories related to the torture

romise to avenge all your heartaches. Res

" The question from the golden-brown-haired woman jolte

he form of scratches and bruises were blue. There were also traces of

ain, you were almost dying that time." The w

r given to her by the tanned-haired woman with rosy cheeks. "I'll ma

ded. She looked into Ayla's flashing eyes. It w

ped her speech, of course Elena ins

d. "How could you forget

ly because of the impact

d. Someone was seen entering it hurriedly. Ayla glanced over, it wa

lapping his hands made the women in the harem begin to line up. They were lined up neatly. Even

aughty face began to descend the step

anquet. The harems are expected to give an ente

tion?" Damaris' question seemed ambiguous. "Will she whose face is cove

ing a little pitiful, she still couldn't

to present a good dance for the princes." A sl

nd extended it towards the young woman. The look in Ayla's eyes deeply humiliated Damaris. Qu

ce-seekers trying to block Ayla's hands. Meanwhile, Damar

n disbelief at what Ayla was doing. Very different, the look in her eyes was

tammered at the change in Ayla's attitude. "Don't

g in her chest. "If the second prince kil

ess than a weak slave. Even Patra covered her mouth with bot

senses, you better le

t ever mess with me again!

look in her blue irises was pleading. A

d luminous blonde hair coughed w

n silent now! I'm going to get back at you

brown fur vest gaped at

it!" Ayla's voice w

he dance at the banquet tonight," Popoh said with a

the harem room. Ayla glanced at Damaris and her henchmen as they began to cli

Patra grabbed Ayla's wrist, while the yo

*

r ban

sides. Various kinds of menus were lined up on the dining table. Apparent

e style. It looked like they were the crown prince and the prin

a young man with dark brown hai

the battlefield than at a party," replied a more

ird prince has returned from the battle

choed throughout the room. All the attention of the nobles in the room turned towards

esmerized by the man's features. The sword with the r