The female doctor was about to speak when an older female officer pushed the door in,
saluted Derila, and then said respectfully, "Hello Ms.Feroma, tonight at eight o'clock,
His Majesty is hosting a banquet and invites you to attend! I am here to bring you your
clothes."
With that, the lady officer made a gesture and the maids brought gorgeous clothes and
accessories, including shoes and underwear came to mind, all in one set, and laid them
out on the sofa.
"Making such a grand show?" Derila was first stunned for a moment, then quickly
understood, "Could it be that Daemon is coming?"
The female officer didn't say anything, just humbly bowed her head.
"It seems to be true." Derila's back straightened at once, and her voice spoke in a
loud voice, her face glowed, and her eyes became bright.
What else was she afraid of when she had people coming to back her up?
Now the sky was big, the old man was the biggest!
"Ms.Feroma, it's only two o'clock in the afternoon, it's still early." The female officer bowed
her head and said respectfully, "We will serve you your meal first, then you can take a
rest, and at six o'clock in the evening we will come and serve you to bathe and dress,
do you think that is okay?"
"I would like my friend Monica to come with me to the feast as well." Derila spoke in
a haughty tone, "Please make the arrangements."
The lady officer looked embarrassed.
"If you can't make the decision, then go and ask the king." Derila said coldly and
arrogantly, "Tell his old man that if he won't let Monica attend the dinner, then I won't go
either."
"Yes, I will go and ask for instructions at once." The female officer hurriedly bowed her
head and retreated, not forgetting to instruct, "You serve Ms.Feroma well."
"Yes."
, Derila leaned comfortably on the bed while several maids padded her pillows,
wiped her body, washed her face for skin care, and then fed her.
It must be said that the royal service in this western country is quite professional and
attentive, and their service to people is simply first class.
Even though Derila's head and calf were injured and her body was in pain, she was
still very comfortable and in a good mood when she enjoyed such service.
Of course, the good mood was also due to the fact that he was about to meet Daemon.
During this period of time, she was so busy escaping and staying alive that she had no
time to think about many things, but Daemon's figure still followed her like a shadow,
appearing in her mind from time to time.
She thought of him in everything she saw, and every day before she fell asleep and
after she woke up, the first person she thought of was also him.
Although every day was filled with danger, she was still full of fighting spirit because she
had a strong belief that she would go back to see him alive.
She never thought they would meet so soon.
Daemon talked about being angry, not wanting to care about her, not caring about her,
but when she was in danger, he still rushed to her rescue against all odds.
He was her armour, her back up, the one who stood up for her!
As long as he was there, she could not be afraid of difficulties, and stand up for herself.
Thinking of this, Derila became a little proud, a little arrogant.
However, she suddenly thought of another problem, even if Daemon was powerful, this
was still someone else's territory.
Moreover, their own royal family infighting originally had nothing to do with her or
Daemon, and it would have been inappropriate for her to get involved.
Would Daemon be made things difficult by that old king?
That old king was tricky and had no sense of propriety, he was not easy to deal with.
When she thought about this, Derila started to feel uneasy again, she thought over
and over again and finally made a decision, one person does what one should do, she
must not involve Daemon.
If the old thing dared to make things difficult for her man, she would fight him!
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