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A simple white dress replaced the previous court attire, the long fiery red hair was casually pinned behind the ears, and then draped to the chest, and there was no sign of applying carmine powder on the fair face.

Yes, Lucia was deliberately downplaying her princess status - she must have remembered what Donner had said many years ago, about commoners and nobles, even now that Donner was now a duke.

But Lucia's efforts had no effect, and no matter how simple the dress and outfit were, it could not hide her noble temperament. For the vast majority of men, this temperament evokes a desire to conquer.

Donner may not be exempt from vulgarity, but he has so many things to think about right now that he doesn't have the energy to spend on them.

"What about Wesley?" Lucia pretended to casually look at the furnishings of the reception room to hide her slight nervousness.

"He went to take care of some things, and he just left. Donner smiled politely.

Lucia hadn't come for Wesley, and since Donner didn't want to go into details, she didn't go any further, but walked to the window and quietly looked out the window at the Boer River.

Donner suddenly felt a little awkward in the atmosphere, after all, the two had not seen each other for almost six years, and now they were like two strangers who had suddenly shared a room. In order to hide this embarrassment, he casually asked, "Haven't you gotten tired of watching it yet?"

He knew that in the majestic Faymont Palace, the turquoise river that runs through Coenas could be seen in most places.

"Have you been to a lot of places?" Lucia turned her face to the side, and the night outside the window reflected in her eyes, which seemed more gentle.

Donner was slightly stunned and nodded.

"yes, I should have been tired of seeing it a long time ago," Lucia said, still looking out the window, "but you know what......? What can we do?"

"It's really not like a princess said it......" Donner laughed and shook his head, "It's not like Princess Lucia said." ”

Lucia shook her head with a smile and turned to sit down in her chair.

"Aren't you going to drink something?" asked Donner.

"If you're trying to get me drunk, you don't think there's ......," Lucia's white cheeks were flushed with a faint flush, though not noticeable in the candlelight.

Donald smiled, went and opened the door, allowing the servant to pour two cups of fruit tea in.

After a while, there was a knock on the door, but it was Una who came in with a tea tray.

Without waiting for Donner to ask, she explained, "Young Master, I'm afraid that what they do is not to your taste......" As she spoke, she smiled lightly at Lucia, who had an irrepressible look of surprise on her face.

Donner snorted casually.

After Una exited the reception room and carefully closed the door, Lucia glanced at Donner suspiciously, then took a sip of her teacup before asking, "So...... We don't have to worry about any Silver Finse Federation, do we?"

Donner knew what Lucia was talking about - even if she couldn't tell that Una was a sixth-level mage, she could at least feel that Una was stronger than her, and that such a powerful mage was actually just Donna's handmaiden, which obviously said a lot.

"The power of a few people is always limited......" he replied vaguely.

At this time, Lucia's heart was full of doubts, she originally thought that Donner and Wesley had only started using that strange meditation method earlier than her, which was why they had become so strong in just a few years. But the appearance of the purple-haired girl just now completely negates this possibility. She felt that she couldn't understand the man in front of her even more than she did six years ago.

"You don't trust me, do you?" Lucia suddenly looked up at Donner.

Donner's heart was shocked, and Lucia's senses were keen, and he asked himself, he really didn't trust Lucia much. In other words, if trust is divided into different levels, from general trust to life and death, Lucia is obviously the shallowest type, not to mention that compared to Wesley, even Una and Layla are much heavier than her - this trust can be obtained by no other way than through life and death.

But of course, he didn't say it directly, but avoided it and asked with a light smile: "How do you say that?"

Lucia slowly stood up: "You know what? For almost six years, I've been thinking that if I were given another chance, back to the day I saw you for the last time, I would have to say to you, thank you, thank you for everything you have done for the Empire, and thank you for saving me from a tragic fate...... But now I don't think so, a thank you is too light......"

She looked at Donner seriously, "That's right...... When you are fighting to the death for the empire and fighting for the lives of the enemy, what right do I, who am hiding in the palace and feeling sorry for myself, ask for your trust......"

"War is a man's business. Donner avoided her burning gaze and replied faintly.

Lucia only felt that she had enough strength to smash her fist into a ball of cotton. But instead she laughed happily: "You haven't changed at all...... Or like before, no matter what I say, you have a way of pretending to be stupid. ”

"Is it so obvious?" asked Donner with a smile.

"Hmm...... It was particularly obvious ...... Lucia sat down helplessly.

"Now that you can see it, don't embarrass me. Donner shrugged.

"You just think it's my fun," Lucia couldn't help but give Donald a blank look, and sighed softly, "It's not going to disappear again this time, right?"

"Probably not. ”

"Then what do you want the three northern provinces for? Those three provinces together are not comparable to the grain production of the Tris province. Lucia voiced the doubts of everyone, including his father.

"I'm afraid Triss is too hot to hold in my hand......" Donner took a sip from his teacup, and sure enough, it still tasted familiar.

"Do you think I'm hot too?" Lucia smiled as she looked at him.

"That sounds like a ......," Donner said pretending to be serious.

Lucia shook her head helplessly, not dwelling on this point.

The two then chatted a few more words, and Donner, seeing that it was getting late, thought that there was something to do the next morning, and deliberately yawned a few times. Lucia knew that he was going to send her off, and although she was very unhappy, her pride really did not allow her to stay here.

When she was sent to the door of the Earl's Court by Donner, she suddenly stopped: "The last question, the matter of the Silver Finch, is there no need to worry? ”

"Probably so......," Donner replied, still ambiguously.

Lucia nodded happily and headed for an ornate carriage.

Before getting into the carriage, she waved to Donner, "Goodbye, Duke Vane, since you have invited you so kindly, I will definitely pay you a visit." ”

"What invitation?" said Donner, before he could ask, Lucia had already slipped into the carriage.

(Ask for a commuter pass!Recommend a ticket!) (To be continued.) )