Snortttt
Cherion winced slightly, his brow furrowing as he turned toward the Solaric princess, who was clearing her nose yet again for what felt like the hundredth time that day.
Iryna was absolutely unbothered by the concept of royal elegance at this point. She aggressively dabbed at her red, puffy nose with a silk handkerchief before letting out another loud sniffle. The tragic historical romance play they had just watched had completely destroyed her emotionally, and now she was sitting there looking like the world had personally betrayed her.
Currently, the group was gathered on a bench outside the grand theater, unsuccessfully trying to blend into the crowd.
Marielle let out a tired groan and crossed her arms. "Oh my god. How long are you going to keep crying? The actors probably already washed off their makeup and went home."
