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Maxim's eyes were red due to anger and he rang the bell on his table with great force. Just a few seconds went by and James opened the door, he was walking in with his usual droopy face when his eyes fell on Myrtle who was holding onto a chair and trying to stand up. His heart sank at the sight of her in that state and he approached her with speed. 

Myrtle felt a grip around her shoulder making her lift her head and turn towards him. When Myrtle's face was clearly visible to James he saw a red mark on her paper white skin, he bit his lip while his forehead formed into lines. "Are you alright, princess?" It was as if James was on the verge of tearing up, 

Myrtle shook her head and stood up completely with his support. Maxim didn't bait her an eye and looked at James

"Tell the queen that The princess will be staying at the mansion for a while," he growled. Myrtle's hazy mind couldn't process many things at the moment but she did understand what he said just now.