VALERIA

I don't know what kind of mystery the King is hiding this time. I just hope he’s not plotting another one of his tricks to trap me in his Casanova games.

"Miss Valeria, I need to pee," said the timid voice suddenly, tugging on the sleeve of my dress.

"Now? Can you hold it just a little longer until your father arrives?" I asked, but he shook his head, fidgeting anxiously in his wheelchair.

"Oh, Goddess, how do I solve this now?"

I thought about taking him behind some bushes in the forest, but when I asked the woman sitting next to me, she mentioned there were public bathrooms nearby.

I grabbed Edward's wheelchair and we headed that way.

It was located on a street near the square, at the end of a narrow alley.

But when we arrived and I saw men coming in and out of an old wooden door marked "Public Restroom," I ran into another problem.

How was I supposed to enter a restroom full of men?

It was impossible, so I decided to take him to the women’s restroom next door instead.

"Wait