Carsynth didn't know much about the Princess. Rather, he could only gather what had been given to him in glimpses of the letter she wrote. Her words were never superfluous. They were direct, to the point, and they were absent of thoughtless provocations. She kept everything amiable but equally distant. She never hesitated when Carsynth tempted her. Rather, she was a good pen partner, yet he could tell that every letter was watched by eyes of Endora.
She was a leashed dog.
Lumielle in front of him did not resemble the woman that he had expected to see. She was taller than most women from Endora, she wore low heels and still, she was taller than Elise and probably his own betrothed. Her hair was straight, a light purple color that spilled past her shoulders. Her eyes glimmered like topaz jewels, they were the purest gold color that he had ever seen.
