"Hmmm."
He looked again at the information in his hand and rubbed his chin slowly.
"Now this is quite interesting."
"Your Highness, The Third Prince. Aren't you worried about it?" the servant asked carefully, watching his expression.
"Why would I?" The Third Prince chuckled as he leaned back, remembering that feisty woman. There was a hint of annoyance in his eyes.
"I wanted to marry her for political support but in truth she does not appeal to my taste. For a woman, she is too barbaric. Tsk."
He waved his hand dismissively.
"Instead of me, it should be my brother who should be worried. After all, he liked collecting beauty and wanted an Armored Knight girl."
"Heheheh. So sad. He will not be fulfilling his fantasy." Saying this, he started laughing lightly to himself.
His servant looked at him quietly. Unlike the Second Prince, who already had a mansion filled with beauties, the Third Prince was actually quite a decent person.
