Princess Eleanor was sitting in the carriage. She had a weak expression on her face.
Her body was leaning towards the window as she saw the man on the horse. He was looking straight forward as if he could not feel the burning sensation of princess Eleanor's gaze. His focus was on the road.
'So he is the one and only Commander Colt?' Princess Eleanor those as she bit her lips.
Her body leaned a little towards him as she blinked her eyes nervously. She could see that the man had a straight face as his jawline was prominent. His blond hair was shining under the sun.
Princess Eleanor's eyes moved down as she saw that he was wearing armor. His body was well proportionate as his strong arms held the rope.
'He is strong,' Princess Eleanor sighed as she said, 'Such a loss that he is loyal to the Crown Prince.'
