the medieval noble held out his hand to me, which I took for a handshake. Instead, he kept his hand still while the rest of his body bent in a deep bow. He swept his cloak behind himself to keep it from touching the floor. I got a good view of his thick, dark-brown hair, immaculately parted at the side. "Miss Pansy,” he said. “I am Lord Theodor Fromm, the Trusted, second son of Duke Konrad Fromm of Margen, Fantasy."
