Minerva stepped inside the building and inhaled sharply when her eyes met golden eyes staring at her. It was a man leaning against the wall with a relaxed look on his face. His expression seemed occupied as if he was thinking something within himself.

Clutching the ‘registration paper’ Mr. Gael had given to her, she walked up to him with confidence. On the other hand, Minerva wondered why the man was having the same last name as the royal family.

The moment the man's eyes shifted towards her, his lips formed into a wry smile as if he were expecting her to show up here.

“Good morning sir,” Minerva wished,...