Aldrich's POV:
I didn't even dare to look at Selma's expression. The southern Duke's hint was too straightforward. She must have heard the hidden meaning behind it.
It was a trip called 'escort', but in reality, it was a 'blind date'.
"You know," I stammered. "The military camp doesn't allow long leave for no reason. I'm afraid I can't help you."
"That's why I went to ask for special permission from the King and the Queen." The Duke winked at me, but I only felt it was fate's merciless mockery.
This wasn't right. It was too wrong.
I quickly calmed down.
The southern Duke was acting first and reporting later.
My father had already rejected the southern Duke's invitation as I had suggested. Anyone with some social knowledge would know this was a polite rejection.
