CALL ME MISS PETTY

"YOUR ROYAL Highness, what is this?"

"A magic ointment," Neoma said with furrowed brows. After Rubin Drayton waited for her in front of her room a while ago, she brought him to the tea room. To talk to him in private, she only let Lewis (who was currently standing behind her) to stay. "Haven't you seen one before?"

"I know what this is," Rubin said while looking at the bottle of ointment in his hand, then he looked up at her with a confused look on his face. The young heartbreaker sat on the sofa across from her. He was yet to touch the tea that she asked her servants to prepare for them. "This is one of the most effective, luxurious, and expensive magic ointment in the world, Your Royal Highness. A bottle of this ointment costs a dukedom and as far as I know, this can only be used on royal family members."

She almost choked on her tea after hearing how precious that ointment was.