As Rosaline sat and took a sip of her wine, her eyes seemed to sparkle a bit, and she spoke with a soft chuckle.
"Oh wow. I was told you might know a lot about me, but even my wine preferences?"
"Oh, please. I don't know that much. It was just a lucky guess," Evan replied after taking a sip himself.
"Personally, I prefer strawberries, and the grape wine glass just happened to be near the strawberries," he added with a shrug.
Evan sat beside her on the steel bench, leaning back as he finished half his glass before setting it down.
"Lucky guess, huh? That I can believe. But I doubt the other things you do know are all lucky guesses."
When Rosaline said this, Evan, glancing as the Aelum Kingdom's Fourth Princess stepped into the garden, responded,
"Of course, they aren't guesses. You're the famous 'Thorn Rose,' after all. There's not an adventurer worth their salt who wouldn't want to know everything they could about you."
