Ophelia couldn't help but be surprised when she saw Ethan approaching.
She had received a few reports about the young lord from the two spies planted in Goldenveil, but they consisted only of practical information, particularly regarding his power and personality.
As for his appearance, all she knew was that he had golden hair and blue eyes.
Based on this scant information, she had immediately conjured up in her mind the image of an ugly, hedonistic, filthy pig who forced beautiful women into his bed to satisfy his sick desires.
Well, at least that was the impression the spies stationed in Goldenveil had given her, and for the past month, that was the image she had cultivated of him.
But this was definitely not the man walking toward her now.
His features were masculine, symmetrical, and beautiful.
He was tall and powerfully built, his sculpted muscles showing clearly through the thin fabric of the white shirt he wore.
