“Where did that bodyguard of yours go to?” asked Maia, turning around from browsing another rack of clothes. Malee opened her mouth to answer but closed it again. Maia didn’t asked her, but to Georgia. She was just another servant. Georgia didn’t reply to the question. Suddenly, they saw someone else moving through the crowd. It was the general manager that Malee had seen earlier, out of breath from trying to squeeze through the crowd into the store.

He bowed to both the princesses as soon as he stumbled into the store. “Your highness, I saw your brother here in the office just now.” said the general manager.

“So?” remarked Georgia dryly as she threw another dress for Malee to catch.

“Where is he now?” asked Maia, without realizing that she had just seen him a few minutes ago.

“I am not sure. She might know.” said the general manager, pointing at Malee. Everyone’s eyes turned towards Malee, except for Georgia, whose eyes were still stuck at the clothes in front of her.

“He… His highness… ” stuttered Malee, without knowing what to say.

“I am her.” said the voice at the door. It was George, but no longer in the jeans and cap. He had changed to a business suite, probably from a spare set from the car. Everyone bowed towards him, except Georgia, who turned briefly to look at him and then quickly turned her attention back to choosing the clothes.