Near the drinks table, a lively debate unfolded amidst Elizabeth's presence. Being the daughter of a king and possessing her captivating beauty, it was only natural for numerous boys to approach her. However, amidst their conversations, they all yielded to a single boy. His haughty demeanor was apparent from the way he carried himself.
Approaching Elizabeth with a smug smile, the boy greeted her, "Hello, Miss Elizabeth. It seems we meet again for the second time." He gracefully squatted down, delicately kissing Elizabeth's hand. Observing his actions, the other boys merely scoffed, keeping their silence.
This boy, Matson, possessed a striking handsomeness. His physique was perfectly proportioned, devoid of any excess weight. His body boasted well-defined muscles, and his brown hair complemented his appearance. He stood before Elizabeth, his gaze locked upon her.