"Of course. I am the head of the Fleur-de-lis fan club, after all."
The young girl gave a faint, detached smile, her gaze fixed on Lulu's retreating back with a playful glint in her eyes. She wore a black gothic dress, her long, straight, black hair neat and elegant. Her complexion was somewhat pale, and her right eye appeared to be injured, concealed by a white eyepatch. She held a parasol in her black lace-gloved hand, resting it lightly against her shoulder.
"My Lady, the sun will be at its peak in a moment. I shall take you back to your room to rest," the Minotaur said.
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