By evening, Anna wanted to crawl into a hole.
Turns out, being Princess was hard work. After the endless meetings and diplomatic talks, it was finally time to begin her treatment of Leon.
She didn't even have time to check the System and use her bonuses.
Or properly welcome Azul, even though he insisted he was okay.
Anna finally arrived at Leon's chambers. Bella waited outside as she went in. The General was at his desk, working.
Anna's nose wrinkled. A workaholic. Like old Anna. We would have gotten along for that if he didn't hate me.
"Hello," Anna said, clearing her throat firmly. She looked around his room quickly. It looked normal, everything was neat and orderly. Although his bed looked barely slept in.
Wordlessly, he got up from the desk, walked over to the bed and sat.
Anna huffed. She found his attitude annoying. He's the one that tried to kill her and he acts this way?
Nonetheless, she walked over to him. "Take your shirt off," she said.
