Lydia yawned as she stroked Farah's fur. She had been resting for 30 minutes already, but the maids had not come to inform her yet if it's time to head out already.
'I'm hungry.'
'I'm hungry.'
'I'm hungry.'
'I want to eat now, but they already informed me I'll be having dinner with the princes later.'
Lydia crouched as she intertwined her fingers below her chin.
'I don't wanna dine with them though because the other one is this body's husband. Meanwhile, the other was the one she fell for. Even if I don't have this body's memories, wouldn't it be really awkward?'
Lydia's face wrinkled as she imagined facing them on the dining table.
'Ugh… why was El-Pidio even the one attending this time? I heard it was his wife who came last time.'
'It would definitely be less awkward to meet…' Lydia paused and covered her face when she realized the trajectory of her thought was wrong.
