The thought of both father and son fighting for the same woman had the queen infuriated.
Still, she would rather Dylan focus his attention on that Chanaean woman than have his son marry her.
“Your Majesty should talk to His Royal Highness properly. He'll understand where you're coming from eventually,” Miranda cautiously advised.
The employees were the ones who would suffer if the employer was in a bad mood. Even though she knew the queen wouldn't do anything to her, Miranda was still wary.
Without another word, the queen simply waved her hand, dismissing Miranda. She wanted some time to think.
After Aaron left the queen's wing, he wandered into Dylan's wing mindlessly and coincidentally saw Sybil coming out of the front door.
He halted in his steps. After pondering about it briefly, he approached Sybil. Before he could say anything, Sybil spoke first.
“Your Royal Highness, are you here for His Majesty? His Majesty is currently in his study. You will find him there,” Sybil informed Aaron with a smile.
“Okay,” Aaron muttered absentmindedly. He had wanted to ask Sybil what kind of guy Arielle likes but recalled Sybil didn't even know her. So, he quickly changed his words before he could voice them out.
“Where are you going?”
“I'm sending some shrimp over to Ms. Moore. We just received it this morning. His Majesty wanted to send some to Ms. Moore,” Sybil answered with a chuckle.
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