In less than two seconds, Adelia began to tremble—was it in anger, shock, or both? She could hardly tell. All she knew was that the person emerging from the carriage was Az.
The same Az she had assumed was just a commoner.
No... not Az but Archduke Azel Latham.
'He lied to me!' She thought with an exasperated glare.
But, no... not exactly… she reasoned. He never explicitly claimed to be a commoner. Her assumption couldn't have been more wrong.
But what could she have expected? What could anyone in her place have expected? His humble abode was far from fitting for someone of his standing. Not to mention the clothes she had seen him wear...
His attitude, his outburst at the inn's tavern... none of it highlighted noble behavior!
Most of her couldn't believe it, yet there he stood, as the infamous Archduke.
