"Who is this special guest, Mrs. Jane?" Sylvia couldn't help herself and she asked curiously. Commoners like them never had a chance to meet the royalty.
"Aha Ha Ha. You sound excited dearie." Jane quickly removed the dough Sylvia was kneading. "And rightfully so!"
"Have you ever seen his highness Nicolas before? Oh, dear! He has the cutest dimples!"
Sylvia chuckled at the sight of the middle-aged woman swooning and blushing.
Jane spoke a great deal about the young prince but Sylvia's mind drifted away as she subconsciously started comparing the two brothers.
Both the brothers were bright and sunny according to Jane, with the younger brother being a little bit of a tease and very flirtatious.
Sylvia, however, didn't quite believe that story.
Jane was definitely wrong about the elder brother and about the younger one? She decided to only believe what she sees.
While Jane excitedly continued chatting away, time flew by quickly and the much-awaited guest arrived.
