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"Brilliant! Baron Komer, you really raised my expectations after three days of absence." The carriage had already stopped in front of an official residence within the fortress, but Komer and Havier were so engrossed in their conversation that they did not notice. It was the crisp, clear voice coming from outside the carriage that brought Komer back from his reverie.
"Princess Dolomites?" Somewhat surprised, Komer pushed open the carriage door and jumped down, immediately noticing the Princess Dolomites on horseback, closely following his carriage. She no longer possessed the ladylike demeanor she once had in Cyprus.
Her delicate features and impeccable riding attire, the long legs firm and elastic within her riding breeches, could not be disguised. A violet cloak failed to conceal her heroic bearing, and Komer's gaze even caught a glimpse of her curvaceous and well-defined bottom peeking out from under the cloak.
