Isadora stared at the prince who looked around her age with pure admiration. When his other siblings were jumpy and loquacious, he chose to remain calm, and expressionless with zero hatred portrayed toward his eldest brother which almost all of them hated.
She was about to ask the crown prince what his name was but decided against that and tried to look along the way he was staring, instead.
She noticed that his eyes were focused solely on the path in which she and the crown prince had walked and then her gaze landed on a gorgeous red-haired lady.
She looked a bit older than he was but then, there was this invisible charisma in the manner in which she walked and it even looked even more beautiful and shocking to see the youngest prince's gaze on her.
She smiled and then tilted her head back to where the gorgeous lady was but then, something caught her by surprise.
It was Oswald!
