The Empress wanted Darryl and the Princess to get married as soon as possible.

'What?'

'A wedding in ten days?'

'That is way too fast!'

Quincy shook her head anxiously. "Sister, isn't that too soon? No, absolutely not ten days later!"

"Too soon?"

The Empress frowned slightly and smiled. "You and Darryl are already together. Do you really think that it's too soon for a wedding? Quincy, you are the eldest princess. You should consider our royal family's reputation. You've lived with Darryl for half a month now; what would people think if you keep delaying the wedding?"

"I—" Quincy blushed. It was true that she had lived in the same bedchamber with Darryl, but nothing happened between the two of them.

Quincy was depressed as she thought of what to say, but the Empress simply waved her hand. "Okay, let's just decide to do it then. Darryl is very knowledgeable and talented. I'm happy that you've found such a good match. You may go now; I want to rest!"

Quincy was unable