Am I A Princess?

Isak pulled at his shirt's collar uncomfortably. From the past fifteen minutes, he had been sitting in silence with a scentless witch staring at him with narrowed eyes as if she was trying to figure something out about him. Isak had never been in a situation like this before, he felt like a pest she was trying to inspect under a microscope.

At this point, Esmeray's behavior had started to make even Vladimir uneasy who was sitting on the chair in the corner glaring at the bane of his existence who was sitting in his chair as if she owned the Kingdom. He was still trying to wrap his mind around what happened between him having full control of this meeting to him having no idea what was going on.

The atmosphere of the room was simmering with tension, everyone was wary as if expecting a fight to break at any moment.

Clearing his throat Isak gave the witch sitting across the table a nervous smile before he broke the silence and addressed Vladimir. ”Since from the little commotion we had