"Your Highness, will His Highness the Crown Prince and the young prince arrive today?" At Far-Sail Port, inside a wooden building closest to the docks, a group of people had gathered. Apart from several maids and guards, only two people sat at the simple table on the balcony.
Both were women: Princess Qian Niya and Daisenni.
"They should arrive. My brother's time is limited. If he does not arrive today, he will not be able to take the fleet away from here and return to the battlefield in time. At the latest, he should arrive today," Princess Qian Niya said blandly.
Compared with Daisenni beside her, Princess Qian Niya was not vastly more beautiful. Each possessed her own beauty, yet whenever the two stood together, people's first glance would invariably fall only upon Princess Qian Niya. Her radiance had utterly eclipsed Daisenni's grace, making it impossible to look away for a time.
As both a princess and a bishop, those two identities had bestowed much upon her bearing and nobility.
The faintly transcendent air of a priest and the lofty dignity of a princess had fused completely together, giving this beautiful woman an exceptionally captivating charm.
The place where the two stood was a small building in Far-Sail Port. Behind them stood several maids and guards, all from the Princess's Residence.
To preserve the princess's dignity, the Royal House did indeed provide an official staff establishment, so she did not need to spend money on them.
However, Princess Qian Niya now owned three workshops, and business was good. She was no longer particularly short of money.
From families that had drawn close to her, she recruited more second sons and second daughters. Gradually, her ranks expanded.
When she no longer needed to spend other people's money and could spend her