ARIELLE
The weight of the day pressed down on Amelie's shoulders as she gazed at the evening sky, its deepening hues mirroring the heaviness in her chest. Dealing with the Rosebrand family's affairs was like wading through a never-ending mire—one she had never wanted to step into in the first place.
"Lady Amelie?"
She turned around and saw the Crown Prince standing behind her with a faint yet warm smile on his handsome face.
Loyd Valtherion was the most admired noble in the Capital, his gorgeous features rivaled only by those of Euris Rosebrand. Amelie's brother was a looker because he made quite a lot of effort to take care of himself while the Crown Prince's looks were naturally mesmerizing.
He was the kind of man whose presence drew eyes the moment he entered a room.
