A faint smile immediately appeared on the face of the young noblewoman. She glanced at the tent behind Brand and said, "I can tell, Lord, you really like Miss Roman." She mouthed the words.
Brand nodded.
He indulged the temperament of Miss Merchant not only because of the affinity he felt for her carefree nature that might have stemmed from Brand's soul, but also because Miss Roman was the first close acquaintance he made in this world. He had a special affection for her.
Moreover, this merchant lady was both intelligent and free-spirited; very few people would dislike her.
This life of Brand, although only nineteen years old, was decided by his dual soul within his body that he was no longer the shy young man he used to be. He knew what he should pursue and what responsibilities he should shoulder. He lifted the corner of his tent door, and sure enough, saw Miss Merchant smiling charmingly at him from behind.
"Ready?" he asked.
Both Roman and Antitina nodded.
