Dydra came to stand two feet away from Princess Naiya. Her whole body shook as she took in deep breath to calm her nerves. The other members of the family didn't pay attention to them, as they cared less.
"You," Niaya pointed at a random maid. "Take the tray away from her." She ordered. As the words left the princess's lips, the maid sprung into action, taking the tray off Dydra's hands.
Naiya's eyes seized the red-haired up to down. "So, it was you my older brother, the crown prince, bedded." As the words rolled out of her tongue, the whole room turned silence. The cluttering of utensils on the glass seized. All heads turned their way, with all eyes fixed on Dydra.
"Did I hear that right, Niaya dear?" Queen Maye asked, as she eyed the maid.
"Yes, mother. This was the maid, our dear crown prince, slept with." Naiya broke into a bright smile, as she loved the drama that will soon unfold.
