Startled, Melania nearly jumped away from the stranger and frantically started fixing her dress and coat, ensuring that the hood was still perfectly shielding her face from the unwanted and curious glances of strangers and passersby.
Then, she finally turned around, prepared to extend her gratitude, but was instantly rendered speechless the moment her eyes fell on her savior's face.
'Goodness... He is gorgeous...'
As the princess stood motionless and utterly stunned by the man's attractive appearance, she couldn't help but wonder how she never knew there were such attractive noblemen living in the Capital. Yuraon, on the other hand, fixed his blue eyes on Melania's beautiful tanned face, which still managed to escape the sheltering cover of her coat's hood, and wondered what exactly made her blush with such an intense peachy shade covering her cheekbones.
"My Lady? Is everything alright?"
