Alexander had just stepped out of his room when he ran into this mysterious maid. He didn't know why but something about her felt familiar. No, not familiar. Something like… Ah! He couldn't find the right word. But she brought alien feelings when she looked him in his eyes. The way she smiled at him and looked at him as she excused herself made his heart falter. But for what reason? Don't be ridiculous Alexander! Was he going to act this way when he met every woman.
That made him question himself if he had ever married before. If so, he would ask that Lord Richard who his wife was. He had that feeling inside him that he had fallen in love. Was there any woman in his life? The only person who he could remember was that Arcadian princess. Roselyn. Right. That was her name. So far, she was the only woman whom he could remember being close in his life. Had he married? That, he didn't know.
