Swan ate her lunch very slowly. Honestly, she still had no appetite, but whenever the cat maids reminded her of the potential cub in her stomach, she pushed herself to eat, even if she hated it.
The baby in her belly was innocent, and she wouldn’t harm them just because she had a fight with Gale.
The cat maids watched over their beloved Princess in a complicated mood. They hadn’t told her about Lady Long’s escape, and how Alice accused her of being a witch who saved Lady Long.
They didn’t want to overstep as her mood was still horrible, but Swan noticed their uneasiness and commented, "If you two have something to say, say it now."
The cat maids exchanged hesitant glances before Maya nudged her twin sister to say it. Myra gulped, and she finally dropped the bomb, "Princess, we just got information that Lady Long had mysteriously escaped from the dungeon last night, just like what happened to Rock Silverfang. So the only one who gets executed today is Alice, the bunny maid."
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"I see..." Swan replied nonchalantly as if the news wasn’t a surprise for her, which raised suspicion for the cat maids, as they were wondering if their Princess already knew about this beforehand.
Swan stared at the window where her husband usually came to check on her, then added, "No need to give me that suspicious look—" Swan slowly turned her head towards the cat maid, staring at them with her empty gaze. "That bunny accused me of doing witchcraft, which saved Long Xiurong, didn’t she?"
The cat maids nodded reluctantly. They didn’t believe Alice’s claim but were also curious about how the Princess would react.
"I’ve known the rumor of me being a witch for a while. It doesn’t bother me as much. As for Long Xiurong’s escape, I’m just glad that she escaped somehow," Swan said. "Maybe Rock found a secret tunnel that helped him escape before and used it to help Long Xiurong. It is only logical, right?"
The cat maids believed that was more likely to be the case. The rumors of their beloved Princess being a witch were simply too much they didn’t dare to mention it to her. They were worried that it would only distress their Princess further.
Swan was more focused on other problems rather than her rumor of being a witch, which was her husband.
She continued eating the meat slowly, and asked, "How’s His Majesty doing right now? Is he still in the throne room?"
"Yes, Princess. His Majesty has been burying himself with work in the throne room since yesterday," Maya replied, wishing that somehow these two lovebirds would quickly settle their differences and continue filling the castle with their joy of love.
Unfortunately, Swan simply replied with a hum, and said, "Do tell me if he ever comes to my room. I want to know if he has been doing well. He might not need sleep, but he still gets mentally exhausted."
"T-then, do you need us to tell him that you want him here?" Myra asked, full of hope.
Of course, they knew that His Majesty spent the night sleeping by her side, but left before dawn. But he told the cat maids to keep this a secret or else their Princess would suffer.
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