The Princess consort was startled upon looking at the state First Prince Kazimir was in.
His red hair was disheveled and his face was greasy. However the paleness and stress were much more apparent with his dark circles.
Kazimir just sat in the corner, not even bothering to turn his eyes towards the three people who invaded his room.
She immediately took her coat and draped it on her husband's head knowing that he woudn't want this sight to be seen by others.
The Princess Consort sighed, there was a trace of guilt and helplessness in her face. Her husband had taken a big blow recently and she herself was too timid to take on his wrath.
Seeing his state right now, her heart ached that she was not able to be by his side to comfort him and make him feel better. However, she knew that Kazimir would not appreciate her presence.
With their three years being married, she could feel that the Empress and her husband were not satisfied with her.
