As Samara spoke, her face was flushed. She felt embarrassed and flustered, wishing she could bury her head in the sand. 'Forget about being peeked at by Darryl; now the Princess has misunderstood me.

'How embarrassing!'

Out of embarrassment, Samara glared at Darryl. 'It's all his fault. I wouldn't be embarrassed if it wasn't because he barged in here.'

'Uh…'

Seeing Samara fuming, Darryl scratched his head awkwardly and said, "Yes, Princess. All of this is a misunderstanding."

Then, he brief