"What kind of person is The Pomegranate Duke?" They were almost at Swan Castle.
As one of The Kingdom of Clark's Three Dukes, what kind of person would The Duke of Southell, Brandon Garnet, be?
Cold?
Cunning?
Sly?
Or perhaps, kind?
Upholding the knight's spirit?
Or like Artor Coldcrest, who can crush mountains and rivers wearing his armor and be invincible?
However, the man beside her remained silent.
Ellie Miller was even more curious now, about someone Artor Coldcrest couldn't evaluate.
The carriage stopped in the front courtyard of Swan Castle.
Mark, The Pomegranate Duke's Internal Affairs Officer, stepped forward, bowed, and opened the carriage door to welcome the Duke of Coldcrest and The Duchess of Coldcrest.
The tall and handsome Duke of Wesgar stepped down from the carriage and turned back to help his wife down courteously.
"Good day, Duke Coldcrest."
"Good day, Duchess Coldcrest."
