"Annie!" Her cousin warmly called her when he saw her enter the lobby.
Around 1.9 meters, he is a handsome, well toned man who is in his late thirties. But he looked like he was in his early thirties because of the well maintenance.
His demeanour and mannerism are refined and noble. His smile is bright but if one pays close attention, it has a tinge of cunningness to it.
"Brother." Anna greeted unenthusiastically. Maybe it is because of mental exhaustion, she sounded very reluctant and angry.
"Young lady, please don't vent your anger on this poor guy here." her cousin laughed as he patted her head.
"I am not venting out on you. I am really angry, got it?" Anna said as she slapped his hand away from her head.
"Oh! Can I ask the princess what this poor minister did to anger her?" he asked.
They usually use the analogy of royalty whenever they feel like messing up with each other.
