Rosalie was utterly surprised to see the Eastodian Lord at the front of her house, and her first move was to look towards her mother to find any hidden trace of wariness but surprisingly there was none.
Though she knew well enough that her mother was masking it, it made her feel at least a little bit comforted knowing that she did not expose any of it to the observant man.
"Eh. . . Greetings, My Lord." She said with a sheepish smile. "What brings you here?" The question appeared to be a supposed one from the tone of her voice, but her eyes bore holes into his face. It literally said. 'Why did you show up In front of my mother?'
Rosalie knew she was dead after this. Her mother was a conservative type, and having a man coming to find her at her home….Oh no! Rosalie knew that she was going to receive a handful of scolding when this was done with.
