The next day, Lucien was now all prepared for her turn. Renee had offered her maids to help her get ready which made things easier for Rosetta and Lilyian.
"Are you really going today?"
Lucien was lying down comfortably with the maids applying oil to her skin, gently massaging. She wasn't alone, Noah was with her sitting in one of the couches with cookies. "Yes, I had to. It is my duty besides, this is the reason why I am here."
Noah pouts his lips, looking at her in disappointment. "What good do you see about uncle?" He was implying to Efthalia. His question made the maid stop whatever they were doing.
Lucien turns her head to face him. "Noah, your uncle is a good man. He is very..very...very...." She was dragging the sentence since she couldn't find any words to fit the next sentence. ".... charismatic person?"
Noah watched her in disbelieved. "I can't believe you are marrying my uncle..."
"What? No–...."
