The prince's BFF? The noble man quickly sized up the person next to Eleanor, noticing the androgynous, handsome appearance and feeling unsure whether to classify the person as male or female. However, after seeing the long, light golden hair draped over the shoulders, he concluded it must be a lady, just one dressed in a rather dashing way.
"What a coincidence, Your Highness, you..." The nobleman had just started to speak when he was cut off by Eleanor.
"Nolunde, are you playing your tedious womanizing games again?"
"Womanizing?" Sigrdrifa blinked, an intrigued and curious look on her face.
"It's not womanizing." The nobleman revealed a well-timed bitter smile, as if to say, "You've misunderstood me again."
Although in Mingxing City the younger generation of nobles mostly knew each other, and Eleanor understood his temperament very well, he still didn't want to give off the impression of a playboy in front of this stranger, so he explained:
