Sienna stood up from her seat as soon as Meteor entered the room.

I, too, stood up, gazing at him in a daze.

His appearance was unusually splendid.

Meteor had been praised for his looks ever since he turned nineteen, and it seemed that today he was at the peak of it all.

He was dressed not in his holy knight uniform but in the ceremonial robes of the ducal family.

Though a holy knight, his status as the heir of a top-tier noble family meant he would participate in the prayer ceremony as a noble, rather than as a knight.

His silver hair, usually a bit unruly, was neatly combed today, revealing his perfectly smooth forehead and sharply defined nose.

The deep-colored robe he wore showed no sign of wrinkles.

On one side of his chest were numerous medals and emblems that shimmered gold.

But what stood out most was his face.@@novelbin@@

With his proper attire and styled hair, he radiated a brilliance that made it impossible to look away.

He had always been handsome, but today, it seemed even more pronounced.

Well, I’m glad Meteor showed up.

I had no idea what Sienna was about to say, but it seemed like it would make me sick.

I hadn’t heard any rumors about myself when I was disowned. The only reason I didn’t hear anything was probably because I had gone for special training shortly after.

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