Just by looking at the navy-blue hair resembling that night sky, I could tell. It was the Empire’s fifth princess, Cien, one of my comrades.
Unusually, accompanying the princess was not Sir Irene but another woman.
Since it was a face I missed as well, I immediately brightened up and waved my hand.
“Your Highness, Emma!”
As always, Emma just waved her hand with an awkward smile.
It was because she had to hide her relationship with me due to the difference in status. On the other hand, the princess was approaching with pattering steps, unabashedly showing her delight.
“Finally, I get to see you, Sir Ian! Have you been well in the meantime? I heard about your exploits in the Holy Kingdom. As expected of Sir Ian… There’s no one else but Sir Ian who can be my knight!”
With her hands clasped together, sending sparkling eyes, her appearance was, well.
It wasn’t much different from a girl meeting an actor she admired.
But in reality, I had to wear an awkward smile.
To say that there’s no one else but me who can be her…