"Felicia, I need a favor."
Hajin took a leisurely sip of wine. He rested his chin on his hand, looking at the other person standing beside him.
The room he was in was very luxurious. Beautiful paintings adorned the walls, while sophisticated furniture were meticulously arranged to please the eye.
He was almost jealous. This place was a hundred times better than his current place, but as a noble, he can't show such crude behavior.
Behave, Hajin. Deep breaths.
Standing across him was a blue-haired girl with deep red eyes. She wore a deep scarlet dress that put emphasis on her elegant beauty.
Compared to Hajin's crude demeanor, the lady was like a proper noble. But extraordinarily enough, she seemed to hold little pride for it.
Felicia gazed at Hajin before slowly speaking.
"Young Master, I trust I don't need to remind you the instructions the Family Head bestowed to us upon your enrollment."
"Oh. That. What was it again?"
