While crazy things was happening inside the carriage of Su Yuhan, there was a beautiful lady doing paper works.
This room was very simple. There were no expensive furnitures or carpets.
Three chairs, a table, a couch... that's it. The beautiful golden haired lady was sitting near the window.
It was already late in the evening. As soon as she ended her 'harmonious' dinner with Su Yuhan she immediately started working.
These days she had been neglecting her work and focused solely on cultivation.
But now she had to pay attention to the neglected work since she was not just a warrior but also a lord of a region.
As she continued to immerse herself in her work two knocks could be heard.
"Your Royal Highness, may I come in?"
She didn't reply. Instead she softly tapped on the table twice.
Even though she tapped softly, the sound magically somehow echoed throughout the room.
Hearing two taps the door opened and a short old man entered the room.
This just showed how less she talked. Unless necessary she avoids having any conversation, even if it's her most trusted subordinate.
As far as she could remember, the longest she had recently was with Liu Zhengnan. (A/N1)
The man who entered the room was none other than the butler of the villa, Carl.
He gently closed the door and bought the tea Avery drank every evening.
Since her young age she has been trained. Trained in fighting. Trained in politics. Trained in strategy battles.
The only time she could truly relax was during her tea time in the evening.
*clink*
The tea set was placed on her table. She put down the pen and set her work aside for now.
"Your Royal Highness, may I ask you a question?"
Carl knew she loved absolute silence during her tea time so he asked her before her tea time really started.
She just looked at him. Seeing her 'affirmation' he continued
"Why are you still entertaining that... Prince Yuhan? With your status and talent it's nothing difficult to reject him."
"If you don't want to take help from others, then even if it's a little difficult, it's not impossible."
"With your power and background, he definitely doesn't deserve to be with you."
Indeed her talent was extraordinary to the point people felt she was scary.
When she was just one year old she started cultivating mana without anyone's help.
At the age of four she became master of literature which would generally take even the most talented scholar a decade.
At the age of six she proposed a business plan. A plan which has become so successful that it became a thorn for the merchant association.
At the age of ten she stepped on Nascent Soul, becoming the first person in the history of this world to ever do so at such a young age.
At the age of thirteen she was given a territory by the empire. Even though she was not able to achieve something crazy like her previous record, she at least tripled the economy in just few years.
At the age of seventeen she stepped on the path of Supremo, scaring almost every powerhouse with her talent.
There are many more records but these were some of her scariest achievements.
And that was precisely why the old butler, Carl was confused. Why would someone like her come to this backwater place.
Even if she did not had any of her achievements or talents, just being a princess of an empire was enough of a reason to ignore such countryside regions.
Not to mention Su Yuhan, she was even proposed a marriage by two dynasty princes, one of the reason Carl was more confused why she would entertain a 'small fry' like Su Yuhan.
She didn't say anything to him. After looking at him for few more seconds she raised the tea cup and gently sipped it.
This was the 'answer' to Carl's question.
Silence.
Carl had a wry smile on his face. He was a powerhouse himself far stronger than one could even imagine.
His position was just below the king and few more important figures of the empire.
To give one a clearer picture he was just few minor realms below the 'Peak Kylo'.
With his strength he definitely doesn't need to follow her like a servant. But he did so voluntarily.
He believed in her future potential. He believed she would far surpass almost every warrior.
Even though she wasn't the most outstanding youth of the continent, she was definitely one of the most outstanding.
If not for someone, she would definitely have been termed as 'Heaven's Favourite'.
Carl, just bowed politely and left the room.
Only Eva, the tea and the light from the setting sun remained in this room.
She slowly turned her chair and looked at the sun setting over the horizon with her misty eyes, gently sipping tea from time to time.
Her golden color hair mixed with the reddish hue strangely gave an etheral feeling.
Suddenly a black slab appeared on her hand. Many incomprehensible things were carved on it.
While looking at the slab and taking the last sip of the tea she murmured
"Where are you.... my fated one...."
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(Author Note 1:- Chapter 7 is where they both talked.)