Princess Anya.

Princess Anya didn't even realize she was sitting beside Lord Lorenzo's wife. Her mood was so ruined, it didn't occur to her - not at all.

Almost immediately, her personal maid arrived, whispered something into her ears before standing behind her. 

Carlotta, on the other hand, was also silent and kept wondering where Lorenzo could've been. Where did he go to, leaving her all alone over there?

Well, why should she even care? She was sure nothing would've changed if he was there.

She just continued watching the activities and dance entertainment going on at the party and shortly, she heard the lady beside her sniffle.huh?

She turned quickly to have a look and notice she was wiping her face.

"Are you… crying?" She asked, surprised, and Anya shook her head.

"I'm not" she shook her head ruefully without looking at her.

But Carlotta wasn't convinced and knew she was lying.

"What's the problem? I don't think it's ri