The Morning Prince
Everyone turned around to see who was bold enough to chime into the conversation of such higher-ups.
They saw a handsome man with charming features looking about twenty-one years of age. His demeanor seemed extremely noble and dignified.
And his face had a kind and genuine smile without any tinges of loftiness or arrogance contrary to what most would expect if they were seeing him for the first time.
His entire body overflowed with a subtle charm that would make one want to be subdued by just his smile. His hair and eyes were an elegant color of stark blue which only seemed to add to his charms.
His robes were not too lofty nor too simple but perfectly simple and dignified.
Their eyes went round as they mumbled in an excited tone, "Oh my! That is the crown prince, Arthur Xeton!"
"The Morning Prince? He finally came out of his close-door cultivation? Ahh, it's been a while since I missed senior brother Arthur."