"Blessings from the Goddess, Glory to Antares." the woman said while raising her arm in his direction. She curtsied. "Vanessa Lanstone, the daughter of the Marquess, greets Your Highness."
Chance stared at the lady who was in front of him. Even though he does not know her from this time and back in his present time in the 21st century, he felt like he is connected to her. 'Vanessa Lanstone must have played a big role in the real Charles' life in the past.' he thought. He bet that he would be seeing her often.
'House of Lanstone...' he thought, and observed the lady from her feet up until her head. Seeing her straight and silver hair, there was no doubt that the woman was indeed from the family of the Marquess.
