Later that day, Eleanor was combing her hair with Samantha's help. The servant woman smiled as she brushed her Lady's pink hair, praising her beauty.
"Your hair is very pretty, Lady Eleanor. You are more beautiful than anyone, even the ugly witch Celestial. You are very deserving of Prince Moran," she praised her.
"I know that I am far more beautiful than her. But why does Prince Moran still prefer her to me?" she asked with some frustration at that.
"I'm sure it won't last long! With all the rumors going around, I'm sure Prince Moran will love you soon enough. I mean, who wants to be with a woman who brings so much trouble?"
Samantha's words made Eleanor feel better. She felt happy with her words and had high hopes for this incident. Because she really wanted to make Celestial be in such a difficult time that she couldn't even help herself.
She was sure that sooner or later, Moran would realize who was better between them. And that way, Eleanor could have him completely.
