-Azrael de Revanche POV-
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When we first met each other, I admit, I only helped because I pity her for living in this world.
[14 February 774/Backstory]
"I am Azrael de Revanche, Archduke of the Revanche Dukedom. Welcome to my household."
I introduced myself briefly with my hand on my chest as I walked towards Dorothy's way and took a seat in front of her.
She looked at me with a fully attentive look like she was observing my appearance.
Her curious look disappeared as it continued to turn into a serious with a blend of worried gaze.
"Your Grace, I apologize for the disturbance but I actually came here to discuss something important."
She explained her reason.
'This must be beyond more than formal greetings.'
I shrugged playfully at the thought while studying her expression.
"I think I got that part. Then, what is it that you want to discuss?"
I asked, interested while comfortably pouring the tea inside the teacup on the table that the maid previously served.
