
Bram was seen snorting violently when he came out of the dressing room, Camelia was still in the room. The woman was waiting for her husband while reading a daily business magazine. Camelia was the daughter of a distant relative of the queen mother and was the son of a moderately influential prime minister in their city. Therefore the queen mother insisted on marriage, Bram and Camelia to strengthen her position, she could get the support of her iron one day.
"Sorry, I just don't want the queen mother to realize our unhealthy relationship. Shouldn't we still be seen getting along in front of everyone? So let me walk beside you and hold your arm." Silencing Camelia with a twinkle of hope.
Bram has no interest in chiming in on Camelia's words. He glanced just out of the room regardless of Camelia who was looking at him disappointed.
Camelia is seen breathing and overtaking Bram who will do the custom inside the palace that is breakfast together. Hesitantly Camelia tucked her tiny hand in Bram's arm. Bram looked at her sharply, but Camelia ignored Bram's sharp gaze. He was busy replying to the servants. Bram could only grit his teeth, was the way he walked to be arranged as well? It was like Bram was destroying this place and killing all the people who had made him suffer.
"You guys have arrived.?" The greeting in a gentle and thoughtful tone greeted with a satirical tone was from the other royal families.
"You're so rude to tell us to wait." The lips of a woman who was as long as the queen.
"Sorry." Camelia.
While Bram was just speechless with a flat face. He did not even greet the queen mother and the others. Attitude always get scorn and cynical gaze from other royal families.
Bram shifts the dining chair to Camelia and pretends to be sweet to the woman he hates.
"Thank you.! Said Camelia who wanted to kiss the palm of Bram's hand, but immediately Bram dodged who immediately sat in a chair near the queen mother.
Camelia is also disappointed by Bram's refusal. He could only show his clumsy smile to everyone.
Everyone just sneered and started eating the breakfast menu that had been served on the elongated dining table.
"What about your pregnancy, son.?" Queen Rosella removes the chastity at the dinner table when everyone is done with their breakfast.
"It's very good, your honor." Answer Camelia politely.
"Hum, that,"
"How old is he now.?"
"Deg! Suddenly Camelia's face turned pias and her chest suddenly thumped.
"8 Weeks, your honor." Reply Camelia was nervous and she glanced at the figure, the handsome man sitting in front of Bram.
"Hm! I wish he was a son." Queen Rosella with a face full of hope.
"Hopefully, queen mother." Camelia.
While Bram is not the least bit interested in entering the conversation of two women he hates.
Bram froze when he heard the news anchor inside the enormous television screen in the middle of the dining room.
Immediately Bram turned his gaze towards that square object. His net broke and he gasped even more, when he saw the names of the victims of the massacre that occurred to one of the businessmen in the city of Chicago.
Regardless of the people in the dining room. Bram stood up and immediately ran out, leaving everyone at the dining table with their bewildered faces. Camelia could only follow her husband with hasty steps.
While the queen of Rosella, flinching in her place when she heard the name of the mob clen.
"Now!!! Monologue of the queen and she seemed to be looking sharply ahead.
"Brakkk!
"Road! Bram's orders to his loyal bodyguard. Bram did not care for his wife who shouted and chased after him.
"Have you found her yet.?" Bram asked his personal bodyguard, Leon.
"Not yet, prince."
"All the data and the identity of the lady, Amber was deleted, your honor."
"Akhc! I don't want to know, you have to get word from my girlfriend."
"Okay, your honor."
"Honey. I beg you and hope you're okay." Mumbled Bram.