Chapter 97
The next Grand Duke.
McManus.
I knew he looked familiar. So that was it—Fiacra was Fiona's older brother and the first in line for the grand dukedom.
But his appearance was strikingly different from Fiona’s. While there was some resemblance, the contrast was clear.
Fiona usually wore a calm, icy expression by default, but Fiacra had a peculiar smile that evoked a sense of unease, almost as if he were harboring something unsettling beneath it.
Their hair color was slightly different, too. Fiona’s hair shimmered with a pure silver tone, whereas Fiacra's was closer to white. Only the deep violet of their eyes was identical, inevitably bringing Fiona to mind.@@novelbin@@
“…When you say ‘that girl,’ you mean Fiona?”
"Hmm? You call her by name? That was half a joke, you know."
"We’re just peers."
"But if that peer happens to be the Grand Duchess, it’s a different story, isn’t it?"
What exactly was he trying to say? Was he simply bothered by a man being close to his sister? Or was he probing me, thinking I might be a potential obstacle to his ascension?
"Ah, there’s no need to overthink it."
Fiacra spoke as if he could read my mind.
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