Private Plane, Restroom. King & Empress?!

The day seemed to pass quickly for Helena. Only this time, she was not so excited to go with Louis. Was it because of the last fight between the two of them? Remembering it made Helena feel uncomfortable again.

At that time, Helena had just changed clothes, a formal dress with a bright pink color. The stitches of her clothes follow the curves of Helena's body, which still looks slender. It's just that Helena's stomach is starting to look round.

Helena put her hands on the dressing table, and her face leaning sideways. 

"Ahh... why am I suddenly not excited. Can I not come?" Helena asked herself.

The bedroom door opened, and Harika appeared with hasty footsteps. In both hands was a red jewelry box, then he approached Helena, who only slightly moved her face.

"Empress Helena, look at this!" Harika pointed excitedly, but Helena just gave a lazy look. 

"What's the matter, Harika? Did you just win the lottery?" guess Helena casually.