Under Veronique's alluring gaze, Camellia's cheeks flushed red as she lowered her head and murmured softly, "Where are you starting from, exactly?"
Veronique took her arm gently and said, "Dear, I know you love His Highness deeply. I don't want to see you suffering because of this love."
"No, actually I..."
"Isn't it true?"
"I, I..."
"It seems I've misunderstood." Veronique made a gesture to leave, "I'm really sorry, I originally wanted to help you, please forget what I just said..."
Camellia bit her lip and suddenly pulled her back, whispering, "Do you really have a way?"
Veronique winked at her, "The method my aunt used when she was young should work."
Camellia immediately pulled her tighter, "That's, that's wonderful... oh, I mean, thank you very much. You helped me last time on the 'Boloskafi', and now you're going to the trouble again."
