"Miss Lucille, are you free this evening?" Moss followed behind Lucille, bowed like a gentleman, and extended a polite invitation.
Lucille wore a long pink dress that day. She turned gracefully, folded her hands over her lower abdomen, and smiled. "I am, but aren't you in love with Princess Jaina, Captain Moss? Wouldn't it be inappropriate to invite me alone?"
"It's just dinner. I didn't mean anything by it," Moss said awkwardly.
Lucille politely declined. "If you have no intentions along those lines, then perhaps we shouldn't dine together."
Moss hadn't expected the eldest daughter of House Vikress to be so forward. He cleared his throat and shamelessly said, "Of course, if I had the opportunity, I would certainly make the most of it."
"So you do have intentions along those lines?" Lucille asked bluntly.
Moss nodded, his face a little red.
"I'm sorry, Captain Moss, but I'm not interested in you that way. Please don't waste your time on me." Her friends her age all said Moss was a scumbag who cast his net wide, and that he only liked girls younger than himself. On the surface, he acted utterly devoted to Jaina, but behind the scenes, he flirted with several girls at once.
Moss specifically targeted young girls from lesser families. Many vain girls who coveted the Ashvane Family's power had fallen into his clutches without exception.
What a complete pig. No wonder Jaina doesn't like you. Rowan comes from a great family too, yet he's so much better. But why does Jaina have to like him, of all people? This makes me unhappy.
"Hi, Lucille." A gentle voice rang out as Jaina waved to her in greeting.
Lucille jogged over, took Jaina's hand, and asked happily, "What brought you back?"
"I came back with Rowan. We're getting