Nighttime...
Knock! Knock!
"Your Highness Elina, it's me, Velissa. May I come in?"
Elina, who had been waiting for her, immediately replied, "Come in. The door isn't locked."
Clack!
The door slowly opened, and Velissa stepped inside, dressed in a nightgown.
"I'm sorry to disturb you so late at night, Your Highness."
She bowed her head respectfully.
Elina waved her hand.
"Don't worry about it. Have a seat."
She pointed to the sofa across from her.
Velissa hesitated. After all, she was a servant, and sitting across from Elina like this didn't feel right.
"Why are you just standing there? Go ahead and sit down. It's fine."
Hearing that, Velissa no longer hesitated and sat down across from her.
Elina smiled gently. "You must be tired after everything you did today, right? Would you like some iced tea or hot chocolate?"
Velissa was startled and quickly waved her hands.
"N-No need, Your Highness."
But Elina pretended not to hear her and asked again, "What would you like?"
