"Strength?" Carly murmured softly, but as she thought too deeply, her head accidentally bumped into a pillar.
Lucien slightly turned his head, somewhat embarrassed by Carly's awkward appearance at the moment.
The sights within Blackstone City could only be considered average, or even a bit rundown, but the interior of the Earl of Blackstone's family castle was lavishly decorated, filled with the opulence and extravagance of the nobility.
Not to mention, in order to entertain a "big shot" like Lucien, Earl Arsen of Blackstone had indeed pulled out all the stops.
The family crest-etched silver goblets brimmed with fragrant fruit wine, and the table was covered with a variety of exquisite foods, while a maid who had undergone stringent training and was quite attractive stood ready to attend and serve at any moment.
Carly held silver cutlery in her hands, her expression somewhat absent-minded.