“Prince Lucion Tarkal of Rondoris is here to see the Grand Duchess of Blenheim.”
For a brief moment, I couldn’t speak.
Even when he was dressed as a staff member, it was hard to hide his stunning looks, but now, dressed as royalty, Prince Lucion was dazzling.
‘He looks incredibly magnificent.’
With his bright golden hair and jewel-like green eyes, a straight nose, and even lips that were red for a man, his ornate clothes, shining from the cuffs to the collar, complemented his already magnificent appearance perfectly.
“I am Annette Blenheim. It’s a pleasure to meet Prince Lucion of Rondoris.”
I recalled the Rondorian greeting I shared with Count Paccio and extended my hand for a handshake.
However, as Lucion stepped closer, he gently twisted my hand, lifting it up to kiss the back of my hand, making a soft ‘smooch’ sound.
He raised his eyes slightly, and the…
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