Under everyone's nervous gazes, a blonde-haired young lady got off the carriage.
She looked calm as she scanned the crowd with her captivating ocean-blue eyes.
She wore a red dress with a nine-clawed golden dragon symbol, the unique insignia of the imperial family.
"Greetings, Your Highness!" The crowd respectfully greeted her.
Irish nodded indifferently while searching for someone in the crowd. When she saw Alaric standing beside Lucas, her eyes momentarily stopped at him.
That should be him… my cousin… He truly resembles Aunt Jade.
Her expression visibly softened when she thought of this.
"Thank you for gracing us with your presence, Your Highness." Lucas approached her with a faint smile on his face. He noticed the strange look she was giving him, but he ignored it.
Princess Irish let out a smile as she replied. "I should be the one thanking you, Lord Lucas. It was getting boring in the castle and you gave me the perfect reason to come out and have fun."
