In the end, everyone found themselves in an old restaurant just outside the city—a place that, unlike the more glamorous side, seemed frozen in time.
The old walls and tables of the small, humble restaurant somehow made Lola fit right in. However, with the young princess and prince, and their kingly father, even the few people in the small restaurant couldn't help but glance at their table.
They're not saying anything, but I know.
Lola pinched the bridge of her nose, unable to ignore the strange looks she was getting. Part of her was tempted to clear her nonexistent reputation and let everyone know she hadn't used any love potion on him. She was innocent!
"What are you getting?"
She snapped her eyes up, glancing around the table. Again, she felt like déjà vu was about to strike.
Chacha and Second were looking at the menu, deep in thought. Meanwhile, their father was waiting for them to decide.
