My energy is already down to the critical thirty percent and it's just one in the afternoon. I can vividly remember my schedule for today. I still have two or three task and work on my list before I can finally take a break and enjoy some time with myself. Marthe and I just got back from the university. She told me that the royal tailor will stop by here in the palace for my measurement once I am done with my royal lesson that is about to start in any minute from now. I checked the time on my Cartier watch and then steal a glance from Marthe. She caught me red-handed. I really hate how the two of us are capable to communicate with each other through our eyes. I haven't even ask her anything yet but there she goes rejecting my unsaid request without a blink of her eyes. I pouted my lips and cling my hand around her arms. I lightly shake her body, "Please? Let's start at two o'clock, pretty please?" I pleaded, I tried to charm her into agreeing with me through my eyes but apparently

It took me nearly an hour to finally figure out the right way to the center of the maze garden. My feet are now wounded from these unexpected long walk because it felt like—not just felt but did have walk in all the wrong path and dead end of this maze garden before I solve the puzzle of this maze. With the pair of my heels on my hand. I walk to the greenhouse that this garden maze is hiding from everyone. Seeing this structure and the flowers inside of it is like a reward for the long walk that can possibly be consider as a death march. The monumental dome-shaped buildings of iron and glass and the glass galleries looks like they are dated back to the late 19th century. This place is like a silent witness to everything that has happened in the palace and to the people who once lived and rule this place. My head reminded me that this place belongs to Averi and that I shouldn't be here. Marthe warned me about this place but I can't keep my hand to myself. I am curious of this place.

A playful light of the sun that's about to end in a fine afternoon. Red and white blanket against the soft green grass meters away from the lake shore. This picnic is set up in the same way that I imagined it. There's a basket of fruits in the middle, a charcuterie board filled with cold cuts, berries, cheese, sandwiches and wine. Prince Orius offered me his hand. Just like earlier, he is the first one to jump off from Ace. He turned back his body to me afterwards helping me out of Ace's back too."Wait up," he said and then he looks around. Prince Orius pointed a tree planted near the lake, "I'll tie him up there so he can eat and drink too while we spend our time here," he said that I nod my head too to agree. We walks out from each other. He is headed to the left while I am headed to the right. I run my eyes around the pockets of my jeans in search for my phone. I wanted to take a picture with him but I guess I left my phone inside of my bag. I lick my lower lip and cheered up

It could be that Marthe is just too keen-eyed the she notice everything around her. Either that or Averi and I are too obvious. Silence is the only answer that I can give to her after she asked me what is it that I want to do with Averi. I, myself don't really know what I want to do with Averi—of course my mind wants to do the right and most logical thinking and that is to set a boundary, a line between the two of us that we should never cross again to maintain the peace and harmony in our life, but, the thing with setting boundary and line. The more one see how visible it is, the braver they become to try and dare cross it. It's ironic how people became so curious of something they were told to never even think about. The more we knew how absolute forbbiden something is, the more we want to experience them. I asked Bethy to prepare a bath for me when I arrived at the palace. I am not particularly hot or feeling uncomfortable with all the sweats in my body. I just need the warm and s

I sit up straight before my dresser where I am currently stilled while Bethy is drying my hair. Bethy is technically Marthe's underling. It's their first time to work for the same person which is me but they have known each other ever since.I was anxious earlier this morning that my lady-in waiting will end up telling Marthe how we snuck in Averi's room. I have been watching her since then but it seems like her tongue is guarded. For now, I can be at ease. "The polo game will be hold in honour of the late Arryn City Football Club owner Vichai Srivaddhanaprabha, today, April 24, 2022. People expects her Grace and His Majesty to visit the club ground's to honour Srivaddhanaprabha and three others who were killed in a helicopter crash nearby," Marthe said. She handed her ipod to one of the woman under her and she silently watch me as I opened my YSL lipstick. I am currently looking for a perfect shade that will go well with the L.K Bennett's Madison dress in pink silk chiffon.The dres