As if to prove she really was the Duke's sibling, glossy black hair caught my eye.
Naria Albarant had such delicate features that even I, a woman myself, felt a protective instinct stir at the sight of her — and yet she didn't look weak, either. Probably because of those eyes, sparkling with curiosity and liveliness.
Her fair, soft skin and the rosy flush across her cheeks looked like the very model of a noble young lady.
"Head of House, this is the person who'll be helping me?"
"Trainer Litia is the most skilled dragon trainer in the Albarant duchy. She'll be able to help you."
"Oh, that's a relief!"
The Lady clapped her hands lightly together and laughed, bright and bubbly, radiating an air of cheerful freshness. The sight was lovely enough that my mouth softened into a smile without my meaning to, and I could vaguely understand why…
This chapter is locked
Unlock it for 8 Novaras. Sign in or create a free account to keep reading.
Comments
Sign in to comment