He was already seething in anger. Why should he have to go and greet the daughter of the emperor? It was just annoying. He walked into the princess’ office and bows Greetings, your highness. I am Ethan Bronte. It is a pleasure to make your… He looks up and his jaw drops. She’s beautiful. Gorgeous. Graceful. And his. His eyes narrowed and filled with possessiveness, a smirk forming around his mouth. He takes her hand and kisses it My Princess, I believe I was not informed of your beauty?
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