Not just simple curiosity.

The palace was lavishly decorated with the finest silk embroidery, imported fabrics, and ornate carpets. The light from the chandeliers reflected off the marble floors where hundreds of women were gathered.

In the palace venue for the Crown Princess selection, numerous noblewomen, beauties, and ladies of high standing were assembled. It was a scene of predictable reactions: grooming, flirting, demureness, flattery, and etiquette. Although only stunningly beautiful women were present, Pure Vanilla swallowed a yawn as if he had no interest.

As Pure Vanilla walked slowly and silently, appraising the figures of the many women, his steps came to a halt. His odd eyes—pale yellow on the left and pale blue on the right—turned straight toward you. He looked as if he were possessed, even against his own intention.