Sheena said coolly, "My cousin."

Andrew smiled politely and added, "I'm Andrew Lloyd."

Jericho's brow twitched, and his expression suddenly grew serious. "May I ask, how many Andrews are there in the Chetvine's Lloyd family?"

Andrew shrugged casually. "Just one, me. Why?"

Jericho took a deep breath, his tone turning solemn. "So, you're the Dragon Prince of the Lloyd family. My apologies for the earlier disrespect. I truly didn't realize who you were."

Andrew waved him off. "You Topsfield folks are quite courteous. But there's no need for that… I'm just a nobody, really."

Jericho shook his head firmly. "No way. If you're a nobody, then the Topsfield family must be less than dust."

He chuckled lightly. "To be honest, your reputation in the East isn't any less than it is in Chetvine. Ah, I'm talking too much again. You must be tired from the journey. Rooms have already been prepared for both of you. Tomorrow, my father will personally meet Ms. Lloyd and arrange the duel."