Jacqueline left the ancient castle of the West Berlin Family.
Catherine immediately sprawled ungracefully onto a nearby cushion—filled with sponge and goose feathers and placed on a large armchair; the natural curve of the chair instantly provided a comfortable support.
Never doubt a noble's luxuries.
With power and money in their grasp, a noble's pleasures are always beyond a commoner's imagination.
Just like this cushion, even if Arthur had the money, he wouldn't buy it.
Instead of leaning on it, he'd rather turn it into gold and taste that instead.
Of course, not being willing to buy it didn't mean he couldn't enjoy it now and then.
So Catherine was surprised to find that Arthur was lying directly on the armchair.
Even...
He had taken off his shoes.
Immediately, the twin sister was stunned.
