"This is my mistress, Your Highness. You have expressed your desire to meet her at this upcoming banquet. So, I brought her over with the very thought inside my mind."
"Mistress?" Kovit's droopy eyes flickered a few times.
Tita waited patiently for the answer.
Kovit was pondering for a long time, probably searching for any smidgen of information about the mistress. The woman in front of him weirdly exuded a certain familiar aura but her face was unrecalled for.
"I'd have never met her." He concluded.
"Of course, Your Highness." Duke huffed tiredly. "She spent her life on the road. This is her second time meeting other nobles."
Kovit swayed his head left and right. His action wasn't befitting the title at all. He wasn't in the right mind to meet the vassals. Yet, he was stubborn to meet one.
"Yes, you indeed told me about Lady Meredith Spencer." He remembered at last. His black orbs watched Elizebeth's calm demeanor.
