Leaving the banquet hall, they found the sun already hanging high in the sky. It was noon.
"Lord Romon, we have already sent people to collect your luggage from the Harvey Inn and move it to your new residence. Over the next few days, you may relax properly, stroll around Snow City, and clear your mind. As your escort, I will let you experience Snow City's beauty." The female official Kasina spoke gently.
Half an hour earlier, the Queen had instructed her to accompany this young Druid over the next few days and, if possible, make him feel the goodwill of their country.
Whenever she thought of the meaningful look in the Queen's eyes, Kasina's pretty face grew slightly hot.
"Lord Romon?"
"Hm? What?"
Before her, the rising star of the banquet was looking back toward a certain direction. Only upon hearing her did he turn around and ask somewhat blankly.
Kasina followed the direction of his gaze, but saw nothing. So she repeated what she had just said.
Romon smiled faintly. "The honor is mine."
Under the sunlight, a handsome young man smiled calmly.
Even Kasina, who had seen many outstanding young men, could not help but lose herself for a moment. "Then let us go."
"Mm, all right." Romon smiled. "After you, Miss Kasina."
Then he began to walk.
Kasina deliberately fell several steps behind, allowing her somewhat chaotic heart to settle.
Although his courtesy made her feel respected, it also left her faintly disappointed. She did not know why.
She raised her eyes toward the young man several steps ahead of her, and something unusual flickered through Kasina's gaze.
He was an exceptional man—young and accomplished, gifted, handsome, wealthy, and courteous. Any one of those qualities was enough to draw a woman's attention.
If a palace maid