"So when you said you wanted to handpick a wife for Duke Etien, I couldn't help wondering, does that mean things between him and Lady Ophelia Blackmoor are done for?" Haston folded his arms across his chest. His tone was dead serious, but he hadn't stopped studying the Emperor's face, especially the flicker of shock that hit the moment the question landed.
"But I gotta say, I'm honestly relieved to hear they're still solid. After all, Lady Ophelia once saved the Duke's life from a Jaken viper bite. Right at the brink of death, she showed up with the antidote, the only one that could be made from that rare Adelium bloom, the one that only grows in Falaun. That's not just some love story. That's legend-tier." A genuine softness touched Haston's voice as the story spilled from his lips.
Glen, to no one's surprise, looked unimpressed. The guy straight-up ghosted the convo and walked out of the portal chamber like nothing had been said.
