The furniture craftsman's pride had been stung by Ines's cold reaction.
A pang of hurt welled up in him too, but he did not let it show. Instead, he ran a hand over the table in the Count's entrance hall.
The furniture used by the House of Greenwood was of good quality, but it was still a notch below what he made himself.
She must be flustered.
Once she saw it with her own eyes, the young lady would surely realize that nothing could surpass what he had made as a trousseau for the ducal house.
From what he had heard, the House of Angel was now spending a vast fortune on wedding preparations. All of it was for the sake of his fiancée, the young lady of the House of Greenwood.
Duke Angel was called the finest groom in all of Laitenia. In the Duke's conduct, his…
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