[What is this? Am I dreaming? How could I possibly get the chance to see the Queen from this close?!]
[Damn, my seniors were right! Her Majesty really is beautiful! She looks like a Goddess! And her voice … it sounds like an angel's!]
[After weeks of seeing nothing but sweaty, greasy men, I finally get to see a beautiful woman!!]
[Wait—did she just say she brought us lunch? Oh no… now I'm even hungrier! But if His Majesty finds out I secretly ate, he'll probably make me run a thousand laps!]
Primrose immediately felt a little dizzy as she heard so many thoughts at once flooding her mind. She thought she had learned to endure it, but when too many people were gathered in one room, it turned out she still couldn't handle it completely.
She shook her head slightly, as if that would shoo the voices away. But of course, it wasn't that simple. No matter how hard she tried to block them out, they slipped through anyway. In the end, all she could do was try to act normal.
