“The king?" I repeated.
“Yes, the king! C'mon, let's hurry."
I stashed the flower Prince Warren had given me in a pocket in my dress and thought about what Brook was telling me.
The king was summoning all of the girls, and we were meant to make an appearance–and a good impression on him.
However, I was in no position to do that in my current state–not that it really mattered to me. If I had my way, I wouldn't be interacting with any of them at all, except for maybe Prince Warren. I'd rather they didn't notice I was there. Or not there, as the case may be.
“I don't know whether I should go…" I murmured.
“You don't know?" Brook repeated. “Ciana! It's the king!"
I thought up some excuses. “But… I have to feed the animals. You see, I still needed to feed the tiger, and there were othe
