The Trait of Love The Player
Consorts of the Crown Prince

Yasmine joked little with Berliana and Crystal, the three women occasionally laughed making Lora and Prince Aryan stare in wonder at the three.

Lora who was held Berliana looked comfortable, the beautiful toddler hugged the neck of the mother tightly, as if he did not want to be left again. As for Prince Aryan, the handsome Dewangga looked like a henchman as Crystal carried him.

Though usually the handsome toddler will whine if too long in the hold of others, who rarely meet him. But it looks like Crystal is an exception.

"Wow wow wow, apparently our guests are going around the palace. Hows it? do you feel at home here?"

Yasmine and her two cousins stopped, their eyes turned to two women who were folding their hands on their chests, with their face geeky and arrogant.

"What's the matter Princess Zorra? can I help you?" asked Yasmine politely.

This time he will try to be patient for the honor of his family, but if the snakes act again do not blame him, if there will be a second Zoyya in this palace.

Zorra singled out her cynical smile, honestly she still did not accept Yasmine's treatment of her sister Zoyya. The one who should get the punishment is Yasmine, not Zoyya. The bar princess almost made her sister's life come to an end, although Zoyya was dying - but eventually the doctor was still able to help the second daughter of Abraham's noble family.

"You should have been driven out of this palace! not my sister!" zorra sarcasm.

Both the Crown Princess's eyes were piercingly-filled with anger and hatred towards Yasmine. Zorra hated that Yasmine was always one step away from him, whereas she was his Crown Princess here - and her husband was the future leader of the Albarack noble family, not Elvier-his half-brother.

"You're still standing up for your selfless sister?! after what he did yesterday?" Yasmine did not think, why is Zorra brainless like her sister?

But Zorra had already felt what it was like to be betrayed, in the duakan and ignored by her husband. But this haughty woman was still alive, as if Zoyya-sister's actions were a normal thing for her.

Brother Brother is crazy!

"That's because Zoyya was first present in the Second Prince's life, if only you hadn't been present in my half-brother's life, my sister and the Second Prince would have been married. Everything's falling apart because of your presence Princess Yasmine, you've taken Elvier from Zo-,"

"How is it different from you?" hatch Yasmine.

The Princess stepped forward, she ignored Berliana's hand checks. The Madame Deer was not stupid, she knew what was happening right now. The struggle for love and the throne? he wasn't wrong no, it seemed like his guess was right.

"It is open that you are also present in the life of the Crown Prince, when you know that your husband already has a lover. Worse yet, you are the one who caused the second sister-in-law to miscarry" Yasmine said, with a slanted smile on her thin, Cherry-red lips.

Even Berliana and Crystal could clearly hear what her cousin's sister had said. What else is currently Yasmine speaking using English, a language that can be understood by both.

Berliana and Crystal looked at each other, both of them thinking the same thing at the moment.

Something's wrong with the Albarack family.

"Please!" zorra's loud exclaim.

One hand raised was about to slap Yasmine's face.

Grep's!

The movement of Zorra's hand stopped, his breath that had been hunting because of holding back emotions, now looks more hunting when he finds out who blocked his arm.

"Be careful with your hands, Brother Honey. You'll get in big trouble if you touch what else hurts, sister-in-law." he's relaxed, but full of warnings.

"You okay, Princess Yasmine?" ask ascertained.

Yasmine gasped quickly, the Princess making no sound from being too shocked. The woman just nodded her head slowly and broke a fracture. Yasmine could not believe that Haraya was holding Zorra's hand, so as not to hit her face.

"As Crown Princess, you should know how to glorify guests. Not to argue, what else to fight. Even you don't care if there's a toddler near you." Haraya said.

"Let's go with my sister-in-law, I'll take you to rest. And for you Honey Brother, rest! rest your bad heart and mind, lest you lose your baby like me." Haraya's voice choked, remembering all the sadness of her life at that time.

HARAYA ALBARACK, CONSORT OF THE CROWN PRINCE