Chapter 112

Kamara waved her off. “Oh, stop with the ‘Princess Kamara.’ Not from your mouth, too. I get sick and tired of hearing it sometimes.”

“Oh.” She didn’t know what to say to that.

“You can call me Kamara, and I will call you Danika.”

“But that’s not proper. I’m n-no longer a princess. I’m now a slave.” Her cheeks flushed in embarrassment.

“The clothes don’t matter. What matters is the blood running through your veins,” Princess Kamara quoted. “My mother always says that to me.”

“Your mother must be a good woman,” Danika said hesitantly. This princess was not what she expected, but she felt relief filling her spine like a breath of fresh air. She’d spent weeks worrying about the new princess. How she’d behave towards her? If she’d make life more of a hell for her? Danika’s relief was so apparent that she had to blink back tears. Princess Kamara was not a bad person.

Even if she was, at least she wasn’t being bad now.

“Thank you so much for helpin