TATIANA LORIEL
Tatiana felt the world collapse. She was done for. She will now be discovered and reported, and she will be once again trapped in her room. Ironically, the person she just met was the person she hated the most in the story. And first and foremost, why was he the one who got to discover her disguise?
“What are you doing here?” Bjorn asked, his voice sounding angry and annoyed.
“I’m not Tatiana,” she replied, trying to change her voice and hoping that she wouldn’t get busted.
“A mere palace servant would not dare call the princess by her name. That’s basic knowledge,” Bjorn replied.
Tatiana squinted her eyes in defeat and sighed. She slowly looked up at Bjorn, whose hair was dripping down with water or sweat. His tanned skin turned even tanner since the last time she s
