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Surprise coated Selda's face as Mathias entered in her chambers, his attire glowing with every bit of masculine beauty. She has heard of him being Zenith's right hand man but has never met him.

She rose to her feet and Mathias made a gesture of a curt bow before raising his chin. His eyes slowly perused her appearance for any sign that she might be a 'bimbo' but from what he was seeing, she was just as Zenith had described her.

"I was told to inform you that you will be introduced to the Clan tonight. His Royalty has decreed that there would be a feast tonight. Please do well to prepare. He has also arranged the dresses which you will have to wear. The seamstress will be here in no time." He told her.

"Huh?" She was dumbfounded for a few seconds. "I actually brought some dresses from my realm to this place, tell the King that it would be unnecessary of him." She said, recovering after some seconds, adding a bit of a smile.

Mathias wanted to scoff at what she said. She was not a bimbo,