Mikhailis looked over at Elowen, a slight smirk playing on his lips.
"Now that I think about it, you didn't really get surprised when I told you I'm a former prince, did you?"
Elowen smiled knowingly, her golden eyes flickering with amusement.
"Why would I be? It was obvious from the start. The way you behaved in the castle was too natural. Your etiquette, your confidence, the way you weren't even fazed by all the formalities. If anything, it felt like you'd lived an even more lavish life before." She gave him a teasing look.
Before Mikhailis could respond, Rodion's voice cut in, cool and precise as always.
<Even a fool would notice that you're from background of extreme luxury, Mikhailis>
Mikhailis rolled his eyes.
"Oh, shut up, Rodion."