"Is there something wrong, Your Highness?" Lucan asked Prince Aurelion after noticing the latter looking at the entrance several times, as if impatiently waiting for someone to arrive.
"No, Lucan," Prince Aurelion replied. "There's simply a guest I'm expecting to see, but she has yet to arrive."
After hearing the word "she," the corner of Lucan's lips rose, and he gave the Prince of the Dragonkin a faint smile.
"She must be really important to you, Your Highness, if you're acting like this," Lucan commented. "Is she perhaps a beauty?"
"Yes," Prince Aurelion answered. "I find her very pleasing to the eye."
Given their position, Lucan and Prince Aurelion were often surrounded by beautiful ladies, so their resistance to beauty had grown quite strong.
In fact, only one woman lingered inside Lucan's head for many years. It was none other than the Princess of Chandrea, who was also referred to as their Saintess.
