A fortune-telling princess

The faces of Jude’s group paled as they met Ludville’s gaze. As nobles themselves, they were well aware of who Ludville was.

The youngest Swordmaster, second only to the Duke of Sorpel.

Such a man was now glaring at them with a cold gaze.

“Is it because of them?”

Ludville’s eyes shifted back to Camilla. For a moment, Camilla stared blankly at his piercing blue eyes.

She had no idea why yesterday’s incident was being brought up here all of a sudden, but for now…

“Yes.”

She nodded.

At Camilla’s response, Ludville’s cold gaze returned to Jude’s group. His slow, deliberate approach looked reassuring only to Camilla.

Watching Jude’s group retreat as quickly as she had a moment ago, Camilla couldn’t help but smirk.

‘What in the world were you scheming?’

What if Ludville hadn’t appeared? No, what if she hadn’t stopped Jude’s actions beforehand? What would have happened to the woman he was about to drag away?

Camilla let out a short sigh, then finally turned her gaze toward where the woman was lying.

“Thank you.”

The woman was lying flat on the ground, almost as if crawling. She must have been trying to approach Camilla to seek help.

“Are you hurt anywhere? I’m really sorry. Because of me….”

Camilla’s steps halted as she walked toward the woman. Seeing her face properly, Camilla couldn’t say another word.

What was this sudden encounter now?

“Thank you so much for helping me. Are you sure you’re not hurt anywhere?”

Camilla couldn’t tear her gaze away from the woman who repeatedly expressed her gratitude and concern.

Golden hair that looked incredibly soft, paired with violet eyes. Even in plain clothes, her beauty shone through.

“My name is Lila.”

It was a name she knew all too well.

Lila Hestum. The true protagonist of this region. A woman who captivated not only Ravi but countless men at the same time.

That very woman was now smiling warmly in front of her.