'To Lady Victoria Lancaster,
Tomorrow, it is… I indeed wait much to finally get acquainted with you. Carry this piece, to avoid any misinterpretation, I shall read it unto you…
Should I certainly remind you the place… or you shall remember. I deem you brightest of all Lancaster siblings! I know you rememember… I shall indeed make the warmest smile unto you!
From; The Prince you seek—he does not have blue eyes.'
Victoria read the piece silently, as Larny took it from her hand to glimpse at it. Larny was indeed the one who brought the paper, but she knew not who this new writer had become. Her desire to know the writer gnawed more and more… until_
"I certainly shall meet him…" Victoria smiled as she stated the words. Her piercing blue eyes glazing on Larny's hands that held the letter.
