"Come over and take a look at a few books, there's no need to be so nervous, Director." The voice was calm, yet carried an indescribable air of nobility.
Luca instinctively turned his gaze toward the source of the voice.
At the entrance of the library, he saw a regal woman wearing a crown. It was hard to tell her exact age at first glance, but she seemed to be around thirty.
Her eyes were as calm as still water, and a golden star-shaped mark rested on her fair forehead. Her features weren't what one would call delicate, but she possessed an unusual charm that was undeniably captivating.
At first, she was just pleasant to look at, but the longer you looked, the more stunning she became, the kind of beauty that grew on you the more you stared.
Standing beside her was a delicate young girl.
It was Princess Raphael, the third princess.
So, this is Queen Matilda?
