Morielle took another look downstairs and saw a beautiful woman clad in an elegant long-sleeved yellow satin-and-lace dress with a balloon skirt that almost reached the floor. There were many small jewels that scattered on the dress, making it shimmer under the light. The low neckline of her autumn dress showed off her cleavage. The young general thought the woman was ghostly but pretty. Then, she noticed the latter’s contemptuous look thrown at her.
Morielle just ignored the woman. She instinctively knew that it was one of King Raithen’s wives. She didn’t care which one anyway. But most probably, the latest one. With that type of dress she wore, she must be from the noble family.
She sauntered toward the vast area where the living room was. There, she saw King Raithen with his back to h
