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36 A Strange Man

I turned my head to look at him.

The speaker was a handsome man, and he appeared to be a few years older than Prince Louis. Deep-set eyes and jet-black hair gave his appearance a somewhat cold air, yet he was undeniably gorgeous. His sharp green eyes resembled the lake where forest nymphs were said to reside, exuding a mysterious and alluring charm.

He was dressed in a dark gray wool coat with a deep blue scarf around his neck, paired with a pitch-black suit underneath.

I gazed at him with surprise, wondering how he could wear so much in this weather without feeling hot.

Noticing my expression, he chuckled softly, his voice unexpectedly deep and gentle. "Apologies, is it strange? I've had an injury, and I tend to feel cold more easily."

"No, I didn't mean that." I quickly clarified.