Chapter Nineteen
Sahara's POV
"Princess, are you okay?" Noah asked while staring at me in concern and curiosity.
"Yes, why would I not be okay?" I pretend to look happy while looking at him curiously. But inside, I feel like s**t, and terrible.
We are currently standing on the upper side of the Royal ballroom. I watch as servants and maids decorate the whole room while the other is cleaning, and bossing others around.
My mother ordered them to start preparing the place even if my birthday is still next week, she said that the party is going to be big, so they need to prepare early. But I still can't understand her, someone is trying to kill me and she wants to have a big party?
What is wrong with my mother?
I heard Noah sighed
"Anyone can tell that something is bothering you, and y
