Chapter 1381: The Daughter of Lucient II
Everyone stared at the door as the echoing footsteps got closer and closer at the same time the air around them strangely became heavy and heavy as if a mountain was pressing down on their chests.
A second later that felt like hours, a woman in a light grey dress entered the room, her movement was graceful and she exuded a noble aura unlike anything theyhad ever seen except at their King.
’Hold on!’
The first thing they noticed was her dark blue hair glistening under the soft light from the chandelier, then their gazes fell on the woman’s fair skin and beautiful countenance...why did that face look so familiar?
The y all momentarily pause and for a long minute no one moves as if the time had stopped, afterward, at the same time they all jump to their feet with their eyes wide open.
"How...how could it be?" they mutter under their breath.
Those beautiful purple eyes like gems, the most striking feature belong only to one family and no advance technology in the world could imitate that eye color, they knew because they had tried it. Fargo pulled the king’s chair so Lory could sit, after which Fredhardt and Fargo took positions on Lory’s left and right.
"I... this... am I dreaming?" Sylvia blinked a few times to make sure that she was not dreaming.
"Miss Forth, if you are dreaming then we are all dreaming too..." The old official next to Sylvia leaned weakly on the table as he struggled to stay standing.
Leon was dumb-stricken, his shoulders trembled profusely trying to contain joy and excitement as all the memories came and hit him like a wrecking ball.
’Leave the L’Markieth to me, Your Highness..’