To please a freak?
Unless she had water on the brain! Without a second thought, Sally turned and walked towards the palace gates.
But just as she was about to leave, the doors closed...
Sally frowned, turned around, and glared at the silhouette of the 24th, "Open the gate! I want to leave!"
As her words fell, the door opened.
Sally seized the opportunity to run outside but collided full on with someone entering.
It wasn't the 24th who had opened the gate, but Yase.
Yase was also holding some items, which fell to the ground when Sally bumped into him.
Sally hurriedly apologized and helped pick up the items, then turned to look at that freak...only to find him standing not far away, watching her and Yase.
At that moment, Yase, with his light flaxen slightly curled short hair, wearing glasses, and a face full of goodwill smiling, looked refined and gentle, like a true gentleman.
"My name is Yase, may I ask who you are, madam?" Yase asked Sally.
