At these words, the faces of several beautiful women changed in unison. Ning Yu dropped the plate in her hand with a clatter, startling the Beamons at the other tables into turning their heads to look.
"Where did Duke Dorott get a fourth princess from?" Richard frowned.
"A daughter that Duke Dorott had just adopted before his death," Lord Mourinho spoke while brushing back his long hair.
"She wouldn't be marrying me, would she?" Richard said cooly, swirling the rum in his cup. "She should be marrying one of our kingdom's princes, right?"
