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Time rewinds to an hour ago, the location still the ballroom.

The ball was reaching its climax, with delicious food and melodious music igniting everyone's inner joy. One dance after another, the central dance floor was always filled with men and women dancing together in embrace.

In a corner of the dance floor, Aya still sat very nervously. She anxiously watched the dancing people, her heart filled with worry for Mengdie, who had left early. She just hoped to quickly end this damn ball and leave smoothly.

"Sister, sister! Look, can we take this home?"

Out of nowhere, Nia, who had gone to the restroom, had run back. In her hand, she was holding a pure gold ring, examining it from all sides.

Aya was startled and quickly snatched the gold ring from Nia's hand, sternly asking, "You little rascal, where did you get this from?"

Nia plopped into her seat with a grin, saying, "I found it in the bathroom."

"Where in the bathroom!"

"I heard a loud noise in the stall next to mine when I went to the restroom. So I peeked, and I saw a brother and a sister doing something I couldn't understand. Sister, the brother was pressing down on the sister, like he was stuffing something from his waist into the sister’s… wu wu wu!"

Aya, blushing and embarrassed, quickly covered Nia's mouth, regretting not educating her sister enough. What if seeing such things left a psychological scar on her?!

"Forget about that! Just tell me how you got this gold ring!"

"Oh~~~ I thought the brother and sister seemed to be struggling, so I didn't disturb them. When I was about to leave, I saw many jewels and clothes scattered on the floor of their stall. I thought maybe they didn't want them anymore, so I just took a little bit."

Nia spoke lightly, but Aya listened with tension. She thought Nia's habit of stealing had been corrected, but now it still existed! What to do now? Stealing, especially in the royal city, was a serious crime!

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"Excuse me… are you Miss Aya Soren?"

Just as Aya was frantically thinking of discarding the gold ring, a male voice suddenly reached her ears. When she looked up, her heart skipped a beat, and the ring she held fell to the ground.

The man picked up the ring with a smile and put it on Aya's finger. Fortunately, Aya's finger was thinner than the original owner of the ring; it fit, albeit a bit loosely.

"Surely you recognize me, I am Edward Lansidemore. May I have the honor of asking Miss Aya Soren to dance with me?"

Beside them, Nia, with a piece of cake in her mouth, was already excitedly dancing around.

Aya glared at her sister. If Edward had invited her to dance ten minutes ago, she might have just been nervous. But now, just after her sister had stolen someone's ring, seeing the Silver Moon Prince standing in front of her made her feel incredibly anxious.

Edward bowed to Aya and extended his hand. Unable to refuse, Aya awkwardly lifted her skirt, curtseyed, and followed Edward to the dance floor. Coincidentally, the band was playing slow dance music, and Aya had no choice but to clumsily step and hold Edward’s hand, joining the crowd on the dance floor.

"Miss Soren, I am honored to have you attend my ball," Edward said with a smile as he twirled Aya.

Aya nodded awkwardly, looking at the ring on their clasped hands, wishing she could push Edward away and run! But in front of the future king, she didn't have the courage.

"Just call me Aya, Your Majesty…"

"Don't be so formal." Edward released Aya's hand, stepped back with a bow, then approached again and twirled her.

"Actually, Miss Soren, I want to know what exactly is your relationship with Miss Mengdie? Is she your sister?"

Accompanied by the music, Aya nodded. But she quickly remembered something and hurriedly shook her head.

"Reporting... Your Majesty! Although I treat Mengdie as a sister... in fact, she is not my blood relative."

"Oh? What about her background? Where is she from? Where is she going? Does she have any family?"

Edward's eyes shone with interest. Nervously, he gripped Aya's hand tighter, and his steps stopped, no longer dancing.

Aya couldn't bear this interrogation. Her expression became panicked, her eyes wandering, and she stuttered, "She... she appeared suddenly over three months ago! We don't know where she's from, where she's going. She... she said she lost her memory, knows nothing!"

Edward had heard enough of these uninformative answers! After all this time, he still didn't know where this mysterious girl Mengdie came from! But he wasn't satisfied and grabbed Aya's shoulders, staring into her eyes, continuing to question—

"That's impossible! You've been with her for over three months, how can you know nothing? Tell me! …Ah, sorry."

Edward was too frustrated, his behavior a bit too forceful. Just then, a person in a white suit happened to pass by, and their shoulders lightly bumped.

"No need to apologize."

The man in the white suit adjusted his white top hat, smiling slightly. Edward, not paying much attention, continued to press Aya for answers.

The music still played, and the people on the dance floor were immersed in the romantic atmosphere. No one noticed the man in the white suit, white cloak, and white mask slowly approaching the throne. Until... he stepped out of the dance floor and stood before the throne.

The man in the white suit adjusted his hat brim, a mocking smile playing on his lips. He boldly stepped up the stairs...

"Sir, you can't go up there." A soldier noticed the man in white and stepped forward to stop him.

The man in white adjusted his hat again, smiling lightly—

"Rest assured, I'm just here to do my job."

"Job?" The soldier looked puzzled.

"Yes, just a job..."

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