Mirabe almost blurted out a denial, but a quick thought shifted her response, and she nodded slightly instead.


    Seeing this, Autumn gestured towards the face mask that cloaked Mirabe’s features and asked with the ease of someone who’d never met a stranger, “Going on a blind date, and you’re wearing a mask? What’s up with that?”


    “Just a bit of a cold,” Mirabe coughed, her voice hushed and lower than usual.


    “Oh.” Autumn showed no sign of doubt. “You sound pretty young. What, are you even twenty yet?”


    Mirabe’s eyebrows arched subtly. “Close enough.”


    “You’re braving the dating scene at twenty? Let me guess, family pressure?” Autumn reached for some nearby treats and offered them to Mirabe. “These pastries are pretty decent today. Give them a try.”


    Mirabe cast Autumn a silent nce, saying nothing, and just tugged her mask up a bit higher on her face.


    Autumnughed softly at this and pulled back the offering, smoothly changing the subject, “Spotted anyone you fancy yet?”


    “Nope,” Mirabe shook her head.


    While munching on a pastry, Autumnmented, “Honestly, the pickings today are slim. The gents here don’t seem to be much to write home about.”


    Was that her way of saying she hadn’t seen anyone appeating? Mirabe tilted her head, observing Autumn, and offhandedly remarked; “I thought the guy with sses, in the suit, seemed pretty polished. Didn’t you notice him?”


    At Mirabe’s description, Autumn pretty much guessed who she was talking about. Just then, Zach’s figure emerged not too far away, and Autumn pointed him out. “You mean that guy over there, right?”


    Following Autumn’s gaze, Mirabe nodded. “Yeah.<b>” </b>


    Autumn simply chuckled and shook her head.


    “What, is there something wrong with him?” Mirabe’s curiosity tinged her


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    “Don’t let his bookish look fool you. He’s the king of yer. See? He doesn’t turn away any woman whoes up to chat. Tell me, can such a guy really be any good?” Autumn grimaced.


    A grimace crossed Mirabe’s face as she turned again to look at Zach, observing quietly for three minutes. In those minutes, he smiled and engaged with three different women. It was almost too cringe–worthy to watch.


    Mirabe quietly withdrew her gaze. No wonder he had a reputation as a yer.


    She nced at Autumn. The praises she had for her own brother dissolved on her lips into a simple “…can’t argue with that.”


    “Right?” Autumn raised an eyebrow. “I wouldn’t take a guy like that even if he was gifted to me.”


    The conversation about Zach ended there, and Autumn looked back at Mirabe. “Hey, you look kind of familiar. Have we met before?”


    Mirabe blinked, certain in her response. “I don’t think so.


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    Autumn scratched her head in puzzlement. “But I swear I’ve seen you somewhere.”


    While Autumn pondered, Zach’s gaze swept their way. He didn’t pay much attention to Autumn, but he did notice his sister, seemingly out of ce with her mask. He briefly wondered why she would don such a disguise.


    Soon enough, Zach made his way towards Mirabe.


    Seeing this, Mirabe subtly raised her hand to her forehead as a shield and quickly excused herself, “I just remembered something I have to do. I need to head out.” Being known as the sister of the king of yers was hardly a badge


    of honor.


    “Oh, sure…” Autumn came to her senses just in time to see Mirabe’s retreating figure, her expression still one of confusion.


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