Veronica felt a strong sense of confusion.
When the man in front of her heard her name, he clearly froze for a moment. Though it was brief, she still sensed the anomaly.
Lancelot then immediately revealed a surprised and delighted expression:
"Are you a descendant of the famous Sun Knight Gavin from history?"
Veronica nodded slightly:
"Yes."
Lancelot said very politely:
"My name is Lance, Your Highness. You are even more beautiful and charming than the rumors say, almost as if you were a woman who walked out from an oil painting."
Veronica didn't react to Lance's compliments:
"What are you talking about?"
With a charming smile he thought, Lance continued their walk and talk:
"Your Highness, have you heard about the recent uproar? The competition for the new king's position, do you want to participate?"
Veronica's response was clear and concise:
"I don't want to be a king."
Lancelot lied unabashedly:
