Princess Maisarah | E

CHAPTER 2

In the bedroom of Carran Palace, there was a girl sleeping soundly on the bed but the girl seemed to be in a bad state because her forehead was wrinkled and her breathing changed rapidly. An almost inaudible moan came out to fill the room. A thick blanket was grasped tightly without realizing it.

Before the girl woke up from her sleep suddenly. Mouth wide open inhaling breath that felt lost. Chest touched. Face wrinkled pale cold. The girl looked around the room.

The girl's eyebrows almost came together when she realized where she was.

Apparently... a dream?

Faces that had never appeared in her dreams, came? For what reason?

The face of Queen Ummu and other members of her family. What's more, Tengku Bunga's face. How can that woman's face be in the dream as her best friend?

Although in reality, they are enemies!

The girl groaned a little when she remembered that there was another male face, but this one was vague. It's not very clear. It ran away until the girl didn't know who the mystery man was in her dream.

"Your Highness?"

"Are you awake?"

A voice that stopped at the bedroom door, jolted the princess's reverie. The girl took a deep breath before giving permission to enter. Apparently it's morning. She don't know what time it is now. The girl peeked out the window. Clear weather.

The girl dropped both feet to the floor. Bow down and rake her hair up with her head lifted. The girl's twinkle continued to flash when a mirror not far from her showed herself. The girl stared at her image inwardly.

In the dream, her hair was not this color but a war color.

In the dream, her eye color was not this but crystal gray.

What a strange dream. The girl never dreamed of this. To the point of changing appearance and attitude.

In fact, the girl's hair was jet black. Emerald green eye color. The appearance is more classy and charming. The attitude is very different from that in the dream. Her life is not that beautiful.

Her life in Carran Palace is like a snow mountain. Not cold but the cold of every member of her family. Who cares about order in the palace. Customs, rules and so on. A very silly thing for the girl to follow.

"Princess Maisarah, do you want to eat or shower first?" asked Suri, the personal assistant in the palace for Maisarah.

Maisarah turned around. Suri's face looked blank. Suri also entered in her dream. Hah... Maisarah took a deep breath before getting up. The sleeping cardigan was taken off as she stepped into the bathroom. Displaying a tall body with milky white skin.

"I want to take a shower. Just put the food on the table. I'll eat later." Said Maisarah.

"But, Your Highness..."

"Don't make me angry, Suri." Maisarah intercepted quickly while turning to the side to see Suri sharply. She hates when her orders are contradicted. Maisarah abstains from that.

"Forgive me, Your Highness... That's not what I meant. The maid will take care of your bath, right?"

"I don't want to. I can take a shower myself. Don't bother me." Maisarah replied coldly again. Staring at Suri sharply.

Suri swallowed bitter saliva. Maisarah's scary face made her mouth shut immediately. Maisarah's anger and her cold stare always make Suri feel isolated. Although she had permission from Queen Ummu to object, Maisarah's dominance could not be resisted.