The little princess and Luviya exchanged glances for a moment. Angelina finally reacted, put down the newspaper, stood up, and asked in a gentle voice:
"Excuse me, are you Miss Luviya Annette? Good morning, I came with my sister last night. The maids and I are staying in the guest room downstairs."
The seventeen-year-old little princess was wearing a blue dress in the early morning. The color didn't exactly match her fiery red hair, but the style was quite nice. The red bow hanging in front of the lace decoration on her chest made her look less mature than her actual age.
"Yes, I am Luviya Annette."
Luviya raised an eyebrow. While the little princess observed her travel-worn appearance, she was also observing yet another princess of the Cavendish family:
"May I ask, is Shard at home?"
