But Stephen turned his head to look at her. "I am not one of the Eruein, Your Highness. But if everyone lies in eternal sleep on this battlefield, then one day your Kingdom will repeat such mistakes."
"Please cherish your life, you are not living for yourself."
Yes.
Princess Griffith quickly walked out of the Temple, few hurried steps, and then her pace slowed down. Suddenly she stopped, standing still on the marble steps as if built from snow, sighed quietly. Yes, why am I getting angry, losing even the usual calmness and composure.
"Your Highness, please watch your step." The lady-in-waiting caught up, panting and reminding her. "Temis, let's wait here for the Count to come out," Princess Griffith sighed and replied.
"What's wrong?"
The Princess did not answer. The Holy Temple Square was all white, reflecting the light, slightly dazzling. She squinted her pretty eyes, her pupils like a silver line. The lady-in-waiting soon noticed that her Princess seemed lost in thought.
