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I watched him disappear into the kitchen. As I picked up his jacket to hang it properly, something slipped from the inner pocket. A card. Heavy. Embossed in gold. Conti Private Atelier – Bridal Collection Pickup Confirmation.

Ariana tried to think hard before she spoke to her knight again. “Actually … There's an important matter I want to talk to the others about. It concerns a noble's secret. So, I'm afraid ….” Cale stared helplessly as Ariana coaxed him to such a degree. “Then please call me if there's anything, Lady Aria,” he said without much protest. After all, with Ariana's status as a duchess, Cale knew there were some things he didn't deserve to hear if the girl wanted to talk to other people. Cale wanted to give Ariana some privacy, so he immediately stepped away when Ariana asked him to.

She closed her eyes, trying to muster up courage. “The_this, ch…check underneath.” She finally said the sentence. I squeezed her hands softly and worked my way underneath the wardrobe. There was a letter underneath. “You see, five years ago, I was playing hide and seek with other princesses. I hid inside this wardrobe and no one could find me. I wanted to come out, but my mother's trusted maid suddenly rushed in and hid this letter. I became more curious when Premier Casino followed her in.

room, I had an overdose of medicines mixed with the alcohol that I kept consuming, my mother came to my room to see how I was feeling, but the door had been locked, she screamed but I didn't answer I had passed out , she says that this was the worst moment of her life to see me about to lose my life, when I woke up the next day, she begged me to fight for myself, for her, if I loved her I would continue my life, and it was at that moment that the queen brought me to reality again, i never got over louise's death, but i learned that it's best to hide how you feel, people will never understand what it's like to lose someone you love until it happens to them, today at the age of twenty one, I'

He turned and walked away, running in between walks. “Kiel! Such a nice fellow.” I whispered to myself. — After he left, I turned to the bags Duke had brought. There were so many. Clothes. Shoes. Perfumes. All carefully chosen. I ran my fingers over one of the dresses, a strange thought forming in my mind. How did he know my size? I wondered I arranged everything neatly in the closet. Then I lay down. Sleep came quickly but not peacefully. Because in my dreams, I was in Duke’s arms

If Selene was truly serious about her words, didn't that mean the path to becoming the Duchess was finally laid before her? "Duchess Leventis..." she whispered, tasting the title on her tongue. A cunning grin spread across her face, and she let out a soft, sharp chuckle before following in Damian's wake. - Dawn broke. Golden light pierced through the castle's stained glass, yet it failed to warm the stone walls, which remained frozen by hidden secrets. Selene paced the silent corridor. Her gown rustled softly; her face was pale, but her gaze was strikingly clear. She was about to turn a corner when a door creaked open—the door to Damian's private room.

“Forget it. Don’t mess with the Prince of Green Land; he owns everything in this realm!” “But he can’t take my Lea!” “Oh, so that’s the reason!” “Yes, of course!” “Hahaha, how hilarious. It turns out what they say is true—love really can make people crazy!” “Humph!” Drex retreated to Rucif’s room, a space featuring stairs that resembled large, neatly arranged flower petals. “Whoa! Unique architecture! So, where’s the wardrobe?” Little Drex turned around, but he still couldn't find anything that Rucif had referred to as a wardrobe.

"Your Highness, people from Duke Arden's estate have arrived. Her Grace the Duchess has brought the heir and is storming here to find Undersecretary Voss." Hearing that, Mother remembered Adrian's claims that the duchess had humiliated and mistreated him in the duke's household. She immediately rose and headed in that direction, taking the physician with her. But just as Mother reached the door and was about to push it open, the duchess's furious voice rang out from inside. The conversation that entered Mother's ears shook her like thunder. "Adrian Voss, no wonder I couldn't find you all these years. So you, little bastard, latched onto the princess and hid here.