Her answer sparked everyone's eyes as their dumbfounded looks were a sight to behold. The time seemed to freeze and only the wind was blowing.
With a smile, Clemora put the glass back to Raynoldus's hand. Only a second later that Raynoldus and the onlooker awoke from their state.
With a furrowed eyebrows, Raynoldus asked, "Which of the question is the 'yes' one?"
Clemora shook her head, "That is for me to know."
She averted her gaze to her older sister, "Let's go taste some of the finest dishes, It's been too long since we had one."
Biane answered with a smile, "Yes, I'm really starving."
The two of them left Raynoldus without blinking an eye. This kind of attitude toward the son of a duke was unprecedented. Normally they were the one that should feel honored being in an arranged marriage with someone of high status.
"Did that just happen?" the onlookers started to chat among themselves.
"I couldn't believe my eyes either," said another.
