Cesidia smiles sheepishly. “Sorry.”
Arthur raises his eyebrows slightly, sensing a scheme. “Alright then. Would you like me to get my brother, Princess?”
Jonathan puts his glasses on and starts to work on his records.
Arthur raises his eyebrows slightly, sensing a scheme. “Alright then. Would you like me to get my brother, Princess?”
Jonathan puts his glasses on and starts to work on his records.

