[Location: Minister of the Seal's Office]
Beatrice carefully helped Louis arrange his cuffs, looking at him wearing the Saint Louis Academy's warrior series knight uniform, a hint of amazement flashed in her eyes.
She said casually:
"Louis, when you go to Saint Louis Academy, don't casually talk to some bad women, okay? Now you have a fiancée."
Louis looked speechless.
Did he seem like the kind of guy who easily attracted trouble?
If he really couldn't resist wanting a taste, the pretty maids in the Prince's Mansion would have long been devoured by him.
Of course, he wouldn't foolishly blurt this out, he just said with a grin:
"They won't come near me. In the face of the empire's bright jewel, they will only feel inferior, so rest assured, Beatrice."
"Or maybe..."
Louis leaned in, his long eyes carrying a hint of mischief:
"Beatrice..."
"Hmm?"
"Don't move."
