Breakfast with the King

Syrena looked at her hand in Agenor's, then slowly looked at the prince's face. It seemed that the man was no longer angry.

"What else, My Prince?"

"Do you want to just leave me like that?"

Sirena took a deep breath; Agenor stared at Syrena's annoyed face.

"Come on, don't be late!"

The second prince of Lagardioz pulled Syrena for a walk together along a corridor decorated with paintings on the walls and extinguished torches.

Soon they came to a large, tall door guarded by several palace guards. Agenor ushered Syrena into the dining room.

That dining area was spacious with a long table. In the dining room, there was already the queen. In front of the queen, there was Prince Federline and two women who seemed to be his wives. While beside the queen was a princess and a prince, which Syrena didn't recognize.

"Brother, I finally saw you! Where were you last night? Why didn't I see you at the party?" asked the girl with red hair.