Thalassa caught her just in time, giving Lydia a look that screamed, "hold your horses."

Just then, Lysander wheeled around, his gaze locking onto Thalassa.

Lydia, who had been blocking Thalassa's view, got a good look at the man before her. Her eyes widened, her expression turned solemn, and she snapped to attention, standing tall and straight like an oak tree, feet together, and saluted Lysander with military precision, announcing loud and clear, "Sir, yes, sir!"

Thalassa: "..."

This sudden shift in Lydia's demeanor left Thalassa gobsmacked. She flicked her gaze between Lysander and Lydia, bewildered.

Lydia stood there, all seriousness and respect, even a tad nervous, saluting Lysander like she was in the presence of a general.

Thalassa blinked in confusion, wondering what on earth was going on.

Why was Lydia addressing Lysander as if he were a high-ranking officer?

off guard by this turn

with his deep, soulful eyes, and said in a low

sir!" Lydia responded, lowering her hand

it

knowledge. But today, she was riled up by something

had come to the Royal Estates, intending to look after Lysander as usual, but no sooner had she arrived than

moment Rosalind heard Lysander mention ending their engagement, panic set in. She pressed him for a reason, but all he said was that

PLAY YOUR FAVOURITE GAMES

Group card, a move

Thalassa's arrival, Rosalind directed all her frustration and

judgment, making her unusually

an irrational comment about Thalassa, in Lysander's presence, was clearly a

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