KYLER'S POV— 100

"You have quite a taste, Your Highness, you have the most expensive—"

"I'd take this," Isabelle said at the same time a lady behind us. We turned almost at the same time, finding a young lady dressed in black and covering her face with a black veil. She must be grieving. She must have lost her child.

It's a tradition in Yodora to cover a black veil at the loss of either a husband and a child. However, a black mourning gown is for a child and a white for a husband.

"Hold on, did you say expensive?" Isabelle asked, looking at Richard.

"I'd take this," the lady repeated, and our gaze shifted to her. Richard quickly rushed over, whispering words. Her eyes flashed quickly at us, and she lowered her head. "Your Majesties,"

Richard's brow raised, and he smiled too delightfully, almost like he accomplished something.

"If I may, who are you?" I asked, her head remained lowered, and she wasn't a foreigner. Her manner is different, like she had lived in Yodora her whole life.

"Samantha, my L