A black limousine car parked in front of the castle, where Princess Aurnia, Aramis, Thalassa, and Bryson were waiting.
A pair of feet clad in a one-inch beige platform heel emerged out of the limousine.
The choice of heels surprised the princess since she knew that the person they were about to meet was Lord Bryson's sister, Lady Miciela.
"Brother!"
A girl's squeal prompted Aurnia to look up, and she saw a petite, young girl emerge out of the limousine car.
'Bryson's sister?' She couldn't believe that this cheerful young girl in front of them was the young lord's sister.
"Stop it, Miciela. I couldn't believe that even here, you would still follow me."
She heard Bryson's irritated voice as her sister attempted to hug him.
"Geez, Bryson, stop being a grinch, will you? You're always too grumpy. No wonder you always look ugly." Miciela sneered.
