The rhythmic sound of a carriage coming to a halt echoed through the morning air.
Renzille and Kreios stood before the gates, their gazes following on the grand carriage that had just come to a stop right before them.
The elegant vehicle exuded an air of high status, its glossy exterior reflecting the sunlight.
The footman descended from the compartment in front and made his stride towards the carriage door, lowering his head to show his respect to Renzille first before pulling the door open.
Renzille inhaled deeply, preparing herself for greeting the son of the Duke who had the nerve to show up in Leira's property without prior invitation.
Stellamaire's tall and lean figure stepped out of the wooden vehicle, his beaming face greeting Renzille with a cheerful smile when his eyes landed on her, his blue irises twinkling with delight.
"My lady!" He exclaimed, his voice dripping with excitement.
