Chapter 87: A STRANGE DISEASSE

"My lady, it's an honor to meet you." The Duke looked so young for someone who was four hundred and something years old.

He was literally a century older than Micah.

Hazel would feel a headache whenever she heard their age. How could they look so well in their centuries in this world?

The Duke had dark hair and yellow eyes, his skin was slightly lighter than Micah's, though the king was taller, he was on the heavier side.

In response to that, Hazel just nodded at him. "The honor is mine, Duke Ongard." She smiled inwardly to hear how her voice didn't falter. "Congratulations on your firstborn, I just heard about it on my way here, that's why I didn't bring anything with me."

Hazel hoped she did it right.