Chapter 373: The Cancelled Date
Benedict had been thoroughly prepared for his date with Princess Lyria.
He had risen earlier than usual that morning, and despite his best efforts to behave as though the day were of little consequence, anticipation had settled within him like a quiet hum.
He had even selected a bouquet of flowers.
That, in itself, was rather embarrassing.
Benedict had never considered himself particularly knowledgeable where flowers were concerned. He knew their names when necessary and could distinguish one from another if given sufficient time, but he had no idea which varieties Princess Lyria preferred.
In the end, he had selected those that appeared the most vibrant.
The most alive.
He could only hope she would like them.
He intended to apologise to her.
Properly, this time.
