Eighteenth

1468 Words

"Duke Rochester, you've heard that was why you're here, right?"  The two handsome guys stood facing each other. Maxine looked like a lump of fungi next to the dazzling men. "Our intelligence team was the best!"  Maxine shook his head. The Duke's ego was higher than her grades.  "I admit. I caught the nasty mice. Watch. That's an order."  "I would do it even without your order, Your Highness." "Good. Do not let me down."  The Crown Prince bid his farewell. Maxine watched his back as he walked away. His red cape danced along with his movements.  "The sweet couple escaped. Am I correct, Your Grace?" "Maxine was as sharp as my sword!"  Knowing Marquess's personality, they would surely resist. However, who helped them?  The Imperial Knights were one of the most skilled armies on the

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