⁜ Verana - Eldest Daughter of Drakkur POV
Meanwhile, as Asura was training to his limits, pushing his body and magic as far as he could, the prince was enjoying a lovely day in the city. Having told his knight to attend the training alone since someone rumoured that Asura Injured himself during the training week, he was extremely happy and wanted to celebrate.
"Hahaha, so that idiot burned his talisman, carried out while unconscious by that stuck-up bitch with red hair."
The prince loved his voice and never held back, even when speaking about the kingdom's royal knight who protected him no matter where he was all year round.
Maybe the reason he was so excited was that after a week of ignoring him, the duchess of Darkkur finally accepted his invite to go on a date, her beautiful figure wrapped in an alluring but tame black dress, as silky as her glossy raven hair with her ruby eyes like gems adorning her elegant look.
