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Chapter 7. Marrying the Prince

A gentle-faced princess stood before me, radiating grace and poise. They said she resembled a goddess. The fate of the meteorite is the same as that of the star. Her silvery hair and prominent ears marked her as a princess. After all, she was a princess.

"Your Grace," I greeted.

"Lady Idrish Aeric." As she approached me, she bowed gently. She had the poise and grace of the monarchs I respected as she walked. She offered me her right hand, a smile on her face.

I looked at her perfect fingers that missed a callous, then back to her unblemished godlike face. I held her hand and gently gave her a shake. Soft. Warm. "I a—am Idrish Aeric, Your Grace."

"House Flos, the second region, the kingdom of vines and agriculture... Princess Lanuza Flos."

Usually, I know a kind of elf when I see one. I seldom get a miss on that. I felt a good aura around Princess Lanuza. Apart from her gentle face and very soft-spoken, I thought it was true in the kindness shown.

"How have you been adjusting, Lady Idr
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