"Princess, are you okay?" A woman's voice interrupted my thoughts.
I turned to see the person who had stopped me from moving away from the duke.
"Princess," she brought me back to the present.
"Ah, yeah, I'm fine. Thank you so much... lady?" I struggled to recall her name, but her face had been familiar since my arrival.
"May I know your name, Lady?" I inquired politely.
"Ah, yes, sorry for the late greeting," she apologized gently.
"Fleur Groves," she introduced herself, bowing as I did.
"Oh, from the Othon region?" I began to ask but halted my query.
"Yes, the Othon region was ruled by my father, Marquis Jareth. But now, the region is under my control, especially with my father's declining health," she explained, her gaze downcast.
"I'm truly sorry if my question caused any distress," I expressed my regret.
"It's fine, Princess," Lady Fleur responded graciously.
