Prince Avner was distracted. He was thinking about Daphne.
"Master Ammad, can you message Daphne for me, please?" he asked the master.
His blue eyes were deepened due to sleepless nights. His face became gaunt because he could not eat.
Master Ammad looked at him searchingly. "I have been trying to reach Daphne," he admitted after a while. "But a greater force had created a screen!"
"Princess Augusta?" Prince Avner had met the princess.
He was not interested in her even though the information about her were wrong. She was not old, fat, and saggy. In fact, she was elegant, sexy, and tight-skinned.
But Prince Avner was into Daphne. Their affair was still hot and sizzling when she suddenly left him. He wanted to explore further into their relationship when it was cut short.
"Maybe,"
