The Mysterious Duke I

"Are you sure you won't want to come with us to the palace?" Prince Ricard asked with an overexaggerated pout. "We've got a much better mode of transport―" he gestured to the carriage behind them, waiting out on the road, "―and the loveliest sort of company." He then placed a hand on his own chest.

Even Prince Raziel rolled his eyes at that statement, slightly shaking his head.

"Yes, I am sure," Soleia firmly said, mustering what she thought was a firm but polite smile, when in reality, she looked as though she had just bitten into a moldy lemon. "My husband and I just got married yesterday. We would like to take some time off to just… relax."

"The palace can be quite relaxing," Ricard immediately said without missing a beat, only for Soleia to bark out in laughter.